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HYMNS    FOR     THE     CHURCH    ON 
EARTH. 

BEING  THREE   HUNDRED   AND   SIXTY-SIX 

HYMNS    AND    SPIEITUAL 

SONGS. 

(FOR  THE   MOST  PART  OF  MODERN   DATE.) 


SELECTED    AND   ARRANGED 

BY  THE   REV.  J.   C.   RYLE,   D.D., 

CHRIST  CHURCH,  OXFORD, 

BISHOP     OF     LIVERPOOL. 


NEW    EDITION. 

WITH  AN  ADDITION  OF  SIXTY-SIX  HYMNS,  SELECTED  BY 
AN  AMERICAN  EDITOR. 


NEW  YORK: 

ANSON  D.  F.  RANDOLPH  &  COMPANY, 

QOO   BROADWAY,    COR.    20th   STREET. 


Copyright,  1833,  by 

ANSON   D.    F.    RANDOLPH   &  CO. 


NEW  YORK : 

Edward  O.  Jenkins,  Robert  Rutter, 

Printer,  Binder, 

20  North  William  St.  116  and  118  East  14th  Street 


Holy  thoughts  often  abide  forever  i?i  men's  memories 
under  the  form  of  poetry,  which  pass  away  and  are  for- 
gotten under  the  form  of  prose. 


A    SPIRITUAL    SONG 


EVERY     DAY     IN     THE     YEAR. 


**  Who  so  offereth  praise  glorifieth  me.11 — Psalm  I.  23. 
"Where  is  God  my  Maker,  who  giveth  songs  in  the  night?1' — 
Job  xxxv.  10. 


PREFACE. 


In  sending  forth  a  new  collection  of  Hymns,  I 
feel  it  necessary  to  preface  the  work  by  a  few 
words  of  explanation.  I  am  anxious  that  no  pur- 
chaser should  misunderstand  the  nature  of  its 
contents. 

The  first  hundred  hymns  in  this  collection  have 
already  appeared  in  a  separate  form,  under  the 
title  of  "  Spiritual  Songs."*  The  remaining  two 
hundred  hymns  have  been  added  to  the  former 
selection ;  and  the  whole  three  hundred  are  now 
sent  forth  (to  prevent  confusion)  under  the  new 
title  of  "Hymns  foe.  the  Church  on  Earth." 


*  This  edition  was  reprinted  in  the  small  form,  some  years  ago, 
and  the  success  which  has  attended  its  publication  has  led  the 
American  publisher  to  reproduce  the  present  volume. 


2  PREFACE. 

Some  explanatory  account  of  the  whole  collection 
will  now,  perhaps,  not  be  thought  out  of  place. 

I  wish  it  then  to  be  distinctly  understood,  that 
the  yolunie  now  in  the  reader's  hands,  does  not 
profess  to  be  a  complete  collection  of  all  the  best 
English  hymns.  The  old  familiar  compositions  of 
Watts,  Wesley,  Newton,  Cowper,  Toplady,  &c, 
with  which  every  lover  of  Christian  psalmody  is 
acquainted,  are,  for  the  most  part,  purposely  ex- 
cluded from  its  pages.  It  contains,  with  a  few 
exceptions,  no  hymns  which  are  not  con^aratively 
of  modern  date.  The  greater  proportion  of  the 
hymns  in  this  volume  are  either  very  little  known, 
or  at  any  rate  are  not  to  be  found  in  most  of  the 
hymn-books  commonly  used.  It  is  a  collection 
of  the  best  modern  hymns,  and  of  a  few  old 
hymns,  which  are  not  so  well  known  as  they  de- 
serve to  be. 

Furthermore,  I  wish  it  to  be  understood,  that 
this  collection  is  not  primarily  intended  for  con- 
gregational use.  Many  of  the  hymns,  no  doubt, 
are  admirably  adapted  for  singing  in  the  congre- 
gation. Many  others,  however,  from  their  highly 
experimental  character,  are  better  suited  for  pri- 


PREFACE.  3 

rate  reading;  while  many  are  shut  out  from  public 
usefulness  by  their  peculiar  aud  irregular  metres. 
The  comfort  of  invalids  and  the  edification  of 
Christians  in  private,  have  been  the  two  principal 
objects  I  have  had  in  view  in  preparing  this  col- 
lection. I  hold  strongly,  that  holy  thoughts  often 
abide  for  ever  in  men's  memories  under  the  form 
of  poetry,  which  pass  away  and  are  forgotten  under 
the  form  of  prose. 

In  compiling  this  hymn-book,  I  have  availed 
myself  of  all  the  best  modern  collections  which  I 
have  been  able  to  obtain,  whether  of  English, 
Scotch,  Irish,  or  American  origin ;  and  I  have 
laid  no  British  or  Irish  authors  under  contribution 
without  first  seeking  their  permission.  To  the 
following  writers  I  desire  especially  to  express  my 
grateful  acknowledgments,  and  to  thank  them  for 
the  kindness  and  courtesy  with  which  they  have 
acceded  to  my  applications  for  leave  to  use  their 
hymns : — Dr.  Bonar,  of  Kelso,  N.  B. ; — Rev.  R. 
Macduff; — Miss  Catherine  Winkworth,  translator 
of  the  German  hymns  entitled  "  Lyra  Germanica ;" 
— R.  Massie,  Esq.,  translator  of  the  German  hymns 
by  Spitta,  entitled  "  Lyra  Domestica ;" — the  trans- 


4  PREFACE. 

lator  of  the  German  hymns  entitled  "  Hymns  from 
the  Land  of  Luther;" — A.  L.  W.,  author  of 
"Hymns  and  Meditations;" — J.  T.,  author  of 
"  Woodsorrel ;" — the  author  of  "The  Christian 
Life  in  Song ;" — and  Rev.  C.  T.  Astley,  author  of 
"  Songs  in  the  Night."  I  desire  also  to  express 
my  thanks  to  Messrs.  Longman  &  Co.,  the  well- 
known  publishers,  for  their  permission  to  insert 
some  hymns  from  the  tirst  series  of  "Lyrics  Ger- 
manica,"  and  from  "Lyra  Domestica,"  in  the 
copyright  of  both  which  works  they  have  a  ben- 
eficial interest. 

I  must  frankly  confess,  that  I  have  been  unable 
to  discover  the  authorship  of  many  of  the  hymns 
which  I  have  inserted  in  this  collection,  and  have 
consequently  been  unable  to  ask  the  permission 
of  the  writers  to  use  them.  If,  therefore,  any 
living  authors  of  hymns  should  happen  to  see  their 
compositions  used  without  leave  in  this  volume, 
I  can  only  ask  them  to  acquit  me  of  any  inten- 
tional discourtesy,  and  to  believe,  that  I  would 
have  asked  their  permission,  if  I  had  known  where 
to  apply. 

The  subjects  of  the  hymns  in  this  collection. 


PREFACE.  5 

are  of  wide  range.  I  have  purposely  excluded  all 
hymns  which  can  only  interest  some  one  particu- 
lar section  of  the  Church  of  Christ,  I  have  spe- 
cially endeavoured  to  include  those  which  come 
home  to  the  hearts  of  all  true  Christians,  of  every 
name,  and  people,  and  tongue.  Hymns  full  of 
Jesus  Christ,  whether  living,  dying,  rising,  inter- 
ceding, sympathizing,  or  coming  again, — hymns 
full  of  the  experience  of  believers,  their  conflicts, 
crosses,  hopes,  fears,  sorrows,  and  joys, — such 
hymns  are  always  useful.  Of  such,  the  Church 
can  never  have  too  many.  Of  such,  I  venture  to 
think  the  present  volume  contains  a  rich  store. 

Of  the  general  value  of  hymns,  it  is  needless  to 
say  anything.  The  children  of  the  world  may 
regard  psalm-singing,  or  hymn-writing,  with  in- 
difference, or  ill-disguised  contempt.  But  the 
true-hearted  servants  of  that  Saviour,  who  "  sung  a 
hymn"  before  He  went  out  to  the  Mount  of  Olives, 
have  ever  loved,  in  every  age,  to  "  teach  and  ad- 
monish one  another  in  psalms,  and  hymns,  and 
spiritual  songs."  (Coloss.  iii.  19.)  The  Bible,  on 
which  they  love  to  feed  daily,  abounds  in  hymns 
of  praise.     The  Heaven,  which  they  hope  to  in 


6  PREFACE. 

habit  one  day,  will  be  the  abode  of  eternal  praise 
A  thankful,  hymn-singing  spirit  has  always 
marked  the  days  of  a  Church's  spiritual  pros- 
perity. It  is  a  pleasant  thought,  that,  however 
much  Christians  may  disagree  in  pulpits,  on  plat- 
forms, and  in  prose  writing,  they  are  generally  of 
one  heart,  and  one  mind,  in  praise  and  prayer. 

If  the  three  hundred  hymns,  which  I  now  send 
forth,  shall  do  good  to  the  weakest  lamb  in 
Christ's  flock,  and  shall  comfort,  cheer,  stablish, 
or  build  up  one  suffering  member  of  Christ's  mys- 
tical body,  the  labour  which.  I  have  expended  in 
collecting  them  will  be  more  than  repaid. 

J.  C.  KYLE. 

Helmingham  Rectory,  Suffolk, 
December,  1860. 


Note  to  the  New  American  Edition. 

This  volume  was  first  reprinted  more  than  twenty 
years  ago,  and  was  received  with  great  favor.  In  the 
present  reissue  sixty-five  hymns  have  been  added,  that 
it  might  contain  a  hymn  or  song  for  every  day  in  the  year. 

New  York,  1883. 


INDEX   TO  FIRST  LINES. 


PAGH 

A  few  more  years  shall  roll 132 

A  little  while  !     Our  Lord  shall  come 41 

A  little  while  of  mingled  joy  and  sorrow 294 

A  little  Hock  !  so  calls  He  thee 396 

A  pilgrim  here  I  wander 335 

A  pilgrim  through  this  lonely  world 74 

Abide  with  me,  Thou  gracious  Guide 268 

Ah  !  I  shall  soon  be  dying 52 

All  that  I  was,  my  sin,  my  guilt 38 

Alone  with  Thee,  my  God  !  alone  with  Thee 427 

Amid  life's  wild  commotion 321 

And  are  we  yet  alive 99 

Are  your  souls  the  Saviour  seeking? 412 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! ]  27 

As  Thou  wilt,  my  God  !  I  ever  say 223 

Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes 03 

Away  with  our  sorrow  and  fear  ! 37 

Be  faithful  to  the  end 362 

Beloved,  it  is  well 90 

(7) 


8  INDEX. 

Be  merciful  to  me,  0  God 117 

Be  not  weary,  toiling  Christian 163 

Be  still,  my  soul,  Jehovah  loveth  thee 373 

Be  still,  my  soul,  let  nothing  stir 142 

Be  still,  my  soul,  the  Lord  is  on  thy  side 398 

Be  steady,  be  steady ,  Oh !  my  soul 235 

Be  thou  content,  be  still  before 383 

Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping 431 

Birds  have  their  quiet  nests 272 

Blessed  be  God,  for  ever  blest 48 

Blessed  be  God,  our  God  ! 202 

Breast  the  wave,  Christian,  when  it  is  strongest. . . .  96 

By  faith  I  see  my  Saviour  dying 282 

Calm  me,  my  God,  and  keep  me  calm 358 

Cease,  my  soul,  thy  strayings  ! 410 

Christ  alone — Christ  alone 420 

Christ's  grave  is  vacant  now 262 

Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground 136 

Cling  to  the  Mighty  One 381 

Come  and  rejoice  with  me 322 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  inspire , 421 

Come,  Lord,  and  tarry  not 311 

Come,  let  us  join  to  sing  of  Jesus'  love 194 

Come  nearer,  nearer  still 287 

Come  to  the  morning  prayer 168 

Come,  Thou  Almighty  King 276 

Come  to  the  blood-staiu'd  tree , -.-•   .  297 


INDEX.              •  9 

Come  to  me,  Lord,  when  first  I  wake •.  830 

Come,  sinner,  to  the  Gospel  feast 153 

Come,  worship  at  Emmanuel's  feet ;  343 

Commit  thy  way  to  God 407 

Do  not  I  love  Thee,  0  my  Lord  ! 85 

Earth  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long 80 

Faint  not,  Christian,  though  the  road 35 

Faith  is  a  very  simple  thing 145 

Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life 183 

Father,  whose  hand  hath  led 263 

Fighting  the  battle  of  life 160 

For  ever  with  the  Lord.     Amen......   30 

For  ever  with  the  Lord.     Father 151 

Forward,  let  the  people  go 265 

Friend  after  friend  departs 218 

Gate  of  my  heart,  fly  open  wide 274 

Gently,  Lord  !  O  gently  lead  us 244 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 26 

Glory  to  God  on  high  !     Let  heaven 60 

Glory  to  God  on  high  !     Peace  upon  earth 240 

Glory  to  God  the  Father  be 209 

Go,  labour  on,  spend  and  be  spent 134 

Go  up,  go  up,  my  heart 154 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth 213 

God  doth  not  leave  His  own 387 


10  INDEX. 

God  livetb  ever ' 36S 

God  of  my  life,  how  good,  how  wise 260 

Going  home,  and  going  quickly 394 

Hallelujah  !  I  believe 204 

Hast  thou  within  a  care  so  deep SIS 

He  bids  us  come,  His  voice  we  know 34 

He  sitteth  o'er  the  waterfloods 256 

He  suffered,  and  wilt  thou  repine 366 

Heavenward  our  path  still  goes 327 

Here,  0  my  Lord,  I  see  Thee  face  to  face 183 

Hope  of  our  hearts,  0  Lord,  appear 69 

How  blest  is  our  sister,  bereft 54 

How  long,  0  Lord,  our  Saviour 285 

How  shall  I  follow  Him  I  serve 236 

How  shall  I  meet  my  Saviour 364 

How  sweet  the  Gospel  trumpet  souuds 241 

How  weary  and  how  worthless 354 

I  am  a  stranger  here 346 

I  am  bound  for  the  kingdom 372 

I  am  oppressed,  my  gracious  God 253 

I  am  wandering  down  life's  shady  path 217 

I  do  not  doubt  my  safety 382 

I  give  Thee  thanks  unfeigned 229 

I  have  a  home  above , 88 

I  hear  a  voice  at  dawn  of  day 90 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 5C 


INDEX.  11 

I  Journey  forth  rejoicing 390 

I  journey  thro'  a  desert  drear  and  wild 11 

1  know  not  the  way  I  am  going 125 

I  lay  ray  sins  on  Jesus 21 

I  look  to  Jesus,  and  the  cloud 206 

I  'm  but  a  stranger  here 207 

I  'm  going  to  leave  all  my  sadness 84 

I  need  Thee,  precious  Jesus 277 

I  saw  the  cross  of  Jesus 424 

I  think  of  Thee,  0  Saviour  ! 360 

I  thought  that  I  was  strong,  Lord 302 

I  thought  upon  my  sins,  and  I  was  sad 66 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep 76 

I  will  not  let  Thee  go,  Thou  help  in  time  of  need. . .  352 

If  God  is  mine,  then  present  things 71 

In  days  of  trouble  and  of  care 357 

In  the  still  silence  of  the  voiceless  night 256 

In  Thy  name,  0  Lord,  assembling 42 

Is  God  for  me?     What  is  it 55 

Is  it  a  long  way  off 279 

It  is  Thy  hand,  my  God  ! 124 

Jehovah  is  our  strength 113 

Jesus,  I  come  to  Thee 155 

Jesus,  I  love  Thee,  Thou  dost  know 123 

Jesus,  in  thy  memory  keep 248 

Jesus  is  our  Shepherd,  wiping  every  tear 242 

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12  IXDEX. 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  look  on  me  ! 120 

Jesus,  my  sorrow  lies  too  deep 122 

Jesus,  our  Lord  !  to  Thee  we  call 97 

Jesus,  Thy  name  I  love 10S 

Jesus,  we  rest  in  Thee 128 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  we  move 406 

Just  as  I  am,  without  oue  plea 25 

Know  ye  that  better  land 170 

Lamp  of  our  feet,  whereby  we  trace 215 

Leaning  on  Thee,  my  guide  and  friend 231 

Let  me  be  with  Thee,  where  Thou  art 58 

Let  not  your  hearts  be  faint 3S0 

Let  sinners  saved  give  thanks  and  sing 87 

Let  worldly  miuds  the  world  pursue 48 

Lie  down,  frail  body,  here 245 

Lo,  I  am  with  Thee  ! 425 

Long  did  I  toil,  and  knew  no  earthly  rest 115 

Look  Thou  with  pity  on  a  brother's  fall 94 

Look  up,  my  soul,  to  Christ  thy  joy 319 

Lord,  a  whole  long  day  of  pain 375 

Lord  Jesus,  are  we  one  with  Thee. ...   .       , 51 

Lord  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt 137 

Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 422 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 24 

Lord,  no  guardian  to  defend  me 203 

Lord,  take  my  heart  just  as  it  is .... ; 18C 


INDEX.  13 

Lord,  the  waves  are  breaking  o'er 377 

Lowly  my  soul,  be  lowly 140 

Make  haste,  0  man,  to  live 234 

Master,  where  abidest  Thou 367 

Mighty  God  !  on  whom  the  cares 210 

Mine  !  what  rays  of  glory  bright 300 

My  bark  is  on  a  troubled  sea 325 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 403 

My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 221 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 59 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair 195 

My  Lord  hath  taught  me 340 

My  prayer  to  the  promise  shall  cling 198 

My  Saviour !  Thou  art  precious 414 

My  sins  are  blotted  out 67 

My  soul,  go  boldly  forth 130 

My  will  would  like  a  life  of  ease 331 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee 81 

Never  further  than  Thy  cross 351 

No  condemnation,  O  my  soul 31 

No  gospel  like  this 144 

No  shadows  yonder 350 

Now  I  have  found  a  Friend 181 

O  abide,  abide  in  Jesus 299 

'O  gracious  Shepherd,  bind  us 105 

O  happy  house.  O  home  supremely  blest 305 


M  INDEX. 

O  haste  away,  iny  brethren  dear 43 

O  Holy  Saviour  !  Friend  unseen. 46 

0  Lamb  of  God  !  Still  keep  me 114 

0  Lord,  I  look  to  Thee 216 

O  Lord,  who  now  art  seated 32 

0  Thou,  the  contrite  sinner's  friend 65 

0  Thou,  who  hearest  prayer 257 

Oft  have  I  sat  in  secret  sighs 271 

Oh  !  eyes  that  are  weary 328 

Oh  !  foolish  heart  be  still 251 

Oh  !  for  the  calm  beyond  the  storms 201 

Oh  !  for  the  peace  which  floweth  as  a  river 338 

Oh  !  Holy  Ghost,  Eternal  God 150 

Oh  !  Jesus,  leave  not  me 304 

Oh  !  where  shall  rest  be  found 187 

One  prayer  I  have,  all  prayers  in  one 74 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 125 

Our  times  are  in  Thy  hand 27 

Pass  away  earthly  joy 103 

Perfect  through  suffering 309 

Pilgrim  of  earth,  who  art 211 

Praise  the  Lord,  who  died  to  save  us 157 

Praise  ye  Jehovah,  praise  the  Lord  most  holy 118 

Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man 91 

Prayer  was  appointed  to  convey 100 

Precious  is  the  name  of  Jesus. 324 


INDEX.  15 

Precious  Saviour,  may  I  live 409 

Press  forward  and  fear  not 86 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deceas'd 53 

Rejoice,  my  fellow  pilgrim *.  . . .  308 

Rejoice,  't  is  not  in  sorrow 361 

Rejoice  to-day  with  one  accord 418 

Rejoice,  ye  saints,  rejoice  and  praise 36 

Rest,  rest,  from  anxious  thought 197 

Rest,  weary  soul ! 391 

Return,  0  wanderer,  to  thy  home 421 

Shepherd  of  souls,  refresh  and  bless 312 

Sing  Hallelujah  !  praise  the  Lord  ! 332 

Sing  Hallelujah  !  Christ  doth  live 178 

Sing  praise,  the  tomb  is  void 139 

Sing,  sing  His  lofty  praise 264 

Sing  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 72 

Siug  with  me  !  sing  with  me  ! 430 

Sinner,  hear  thy  Saviour's  call 260 

Soon  and  for  ever,  the  breaking  of  day 102 

Sound,  sound  the  truth  abroad 171 

Sound  the  high  praises  of  Jesus  our  King 250 

Source  of  my  life's  refreshing  springs  , 310 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 98 

Sow  ye  beside  all  waters 416 

Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer , 70 

Spirit  of  everlasting  grace 368 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord 62 

2* 


16  INDEX. 

Still  on  Thy  loving  heart  let  me  repose 313 

Sweet  is  the  solace  of  Thy  love 173 

Take  comfort,  Christians,  when  your  friends. ........  129 

Take  no  thought  for  the  morrow 353 

The  Church  has  waited  long 44 

The  God  of  harvest  praise 254 

The  hour  of  my  departure's  come 131 

The  more  the  cross  the  nearer  Heaven 192 

The  Spirit  in  our  hearts 68 

The  way  seems  dark  about  me 238 

The  weary  day  is  tarrying 168 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  strength,  my  tower 92 

There  is  a  city  of  the  saints 296 

There  is  a  morning  star,  my  soul 109 

There  is  a  name  I  love  to  hear 190 

There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 104 

There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  part 83 

There  is  life  for  a  look  at  the  crucified  One 333 

There  's  nought  on  earth  to  rest  upon 158 

Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  0  Lord  ! 119 

Thou  hast  stood  here,  Lord  Jesus  ! 428 

Thou  knowest,  Lord,  the  weariness 315 

Thou,  who  did'st  for  Peter's  faith 77 

Through  the  love  of  God  our  Saviour 56 

Thus  far  Mie  Lord  has  led  us 226 

Thy  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord  ! '. 281 


INDEX.  ir 

Thy  works,  not  mine,  0  Christ ! ?>41 

'T  is  not  a  lonely  night-watch 149 

'T  is  not  for  man  to  trifle 258 

To-day  mine,  to-morrow  thine 156 

Trust  on  !  Trust  on  !  believer 376 

Upon  the  stormy  waters 186 

"Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord 196 

Walk  in  the  light,  so  shalt  thou  know 106 

We  are  the  Lord's  ;  His  all-sufficient  merit 222 

We  cannot  always  trace  the  way 110 

We  have  no  home  but  Heaven 143 

We  '11  sing  of  Christ,  no  matter  who 39 

We  love  Thee,  Lord,  because  when  we 64 

We  praise  and  bless  Thee,  gracious  Lord 401 

We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blessed 413 

We  would  see  Jesus 388 

Weep  not,  Jesus  lives  on  high 397 

Welcome,  days  of  solemn  meeting 79 

What  cheering  words  are  these 33 

What  God  decrees,  child  of  His  love 236 

What  grace,  0  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 107 

What  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price 199 

What  of  the  night,  watchman  ? 166 

What  shall  I  be,  my  Lord  ? 404 

What  shall  we  be,  and  whither  shall  we 290 

Whatever  God  does  is  well 174 


18  IXDEX. 

W hate ver  my  God  ordains  is  right 344 

When  along  life's  thorny  road 28 

When  far  from  the  hearts  where  our  fondest 147 

When  I  by  faith  the  Saviour's  death 60 

When  morn  awakes  our  hearts 225 

When  the  nations  toss  and  roar 183 

When  the  spark  of  life  is  waning 84 

When  to  my  closet  I  repair 232 

When  this  passing  world  is  done 22 

When  waves  of  sorrow  round  me  swell 57 

When  we  cahnot  see  our  way 40 

While  others  pray  for  grace  to  die 317 

While  travelling  thro'  this  wilderness 174 

Why  restless,  why  so  weary 399 

Will  that  not  joyful  be 283 

With  my  whole  heart  to  Thee  I  '11  raise 267 

Would'st  thou  be  wise,  and  know  the  Lord 95 

Ye  angels,  who  stand  round  the  throne 283 

Yc  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears. -J47 

Pes  !  for  me,  for  me  He  careth 315 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 

Abide  with  me  :  fast  falls  the  eventide 441 

And  is  there,  Lord,  a  rest 500 

"  As  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be  !  " 466 

At  the  door  of  mercy  sighing 458 

Awhile  in  spirit,  Lord,  to  Thee 464 

Blessed  Saviour,  Thee  I  love 499 

Cheer  up,  desponding  soul 455 

Come  to  the  land  of  peace 447 

Dear  Bef  uge  of  my  weary  soul 451 

Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine 453 

Father,  who  didst  fashion  me 435 

Fairest  Lord  Jesus 498 

Fear  not,  poor,  weary  one 460 

Gracious  Spirit,  dwell  with  me 437 

Hail,  my  ever  blessed  Jesus 465 

F<"  leadeth  me  :  O  blessed  thought 452 

Here  I  can  firmly  rest 459 

I  bless  the  Christ  of  God 443 

I  would  love  Thee,  God  and  Father 481 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid 495  , 

In  us  the  hope  of  glory 457 

Jesus,  grant  me  this,  I  pray 446 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God 449 

Jesus,  Thou  Joy  of  loving  hearts 462 

Je.sus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  all 488 

Jesus,  I  live  to  Thee 489 

Jesus,  blessed  Mediator 490 

Jesus,  this  heart  within  me  burns 491 

Lord,  1  was  blind  !  I  could  not  see 434 

Lord  Jesus,  by  Thy  passion , ,  439 

Lord,  Thou  art  my  Rock  of  strength , 461 

Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  Thee 479 

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20  INDEX. 

More  love  to  Thee,  O  Christ 496 

My  spirit  longs  for  Thee 454 

If  j  t  rust  is  in  the  Lord 463 

My  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art 478 

My  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet 483 

No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 445 

Now  1  have  found  the  ground  wherein 473 

O  Jesus,  when  I  think  of  Thee 456 

0  mean  may  seem  this  hour  of  clay 433 

O  mother  dear,  Jerusalem   467 

O  Thou,  whose  filmed  and  failing  eye 480 

O  Thou  from  whom  all  goodness  flows 482 

Our  yet  unfinished  story 492 

0  what,  if  we  are  Christ's 472 

O  word  of  God  Incarnate 474 

Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour 433 

Pleasant  are  Thy  courts  above 493 

Saints  in  glory,  we  together 4S4 

Saviour,  I  look  to  Thee 469 

Saviour,  happy  would  I  be 501 

u  See  how  He  loved  !  "  exclaimed  the  Jews 443 

Silently  the  shades  of  evening 44i 

Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies 400 

Sweet  is  Thy  mercy,  Lord 470 

Take  my  heart,  O  Father,  take  it 471 

The  twilight  falls,  the  night  is  near 468 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 477 

There  is  a  safe  and  secret  place 

Thine  arm,  O  Lord,  in  days  of  old 

Thy  loving-kindness,  Lord,  I  sing 

The  eternal  gates  lift  up  their  heads 

Tossed  with  rough  winds,  and  faint  with  fear 

We  are  living,  we  are  dwelling 440 

We  are  on  our  journey  home 194 

Welcome,  sweet  day,  of  days  the  best 476 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


i.   19. 

L.     T  LAY  ray  sins  on  Jesus, 

X     The  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ; 
He  bears  them  all,  and  frees  us 

From  the  accursed  load. 
I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 

To  wash  my  crimson  stains, 
White  in  His  blood  most  precious. 
Till  not  a  spot  remains. 

2.     I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus  ; 

All  fulness  dwells  in  Him  : 
He  heals  all  my  diseases, 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem. 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares ; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 

He  all  my  sorrow  shares. 


22  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

3.     I  rest  my  soul  on  Jesus, 

This  weary  soul  of  mine  ; 
His  right  hand  me  embraces, 

I  on  his  breast  recline. 
I  love  the  name  of  Jesus, 

Immanuel,  Christ,  the  Lord ; 
Like  fragrance  on  the  breezes 

His  name  abroad  is  poured. 

4      I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild, 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  child. 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing  with  saints  His  praises, 

To  learn  the  angels'  song. 

H.   BONAB. 


2.  1  Corinthians  vi.  19-20. 

1.     TT^HEN  this  passing  world  is  done, 
T  T      When  has  sunk  yon  glaring  sun, 
When  we  stand  with  Christ  in  glory, 
Looking  o'er  life's  finished  story, 
Then,  Lord,  shall  I  fully  know, — 
Not  till  then, — how  much  I  owe. 


3. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  23 

When  I  hear  the  wicked  call 
On  the  rocks  and  hills  to  fall, 
When  I  see  them  start  and  shrink, 
On  the  fiery  deluge  brink, 
Then,  Lord,  shall  I  fully  know, — 
Not  till  then, — how  much  I  owe. 


Dress'd  in  beauty  not  my  own, 
When  I  see  Thee  as  Thou  art, 
Love  Thee  with  unsinniug  heart, 
Then,  Lord,  shall  I  fully  know, — 
Not  till  then, — how  much  I  owe. 

4.  When  the  praise  of  heav'n  I  hear, 
Loud  as  thunders  to  the  ear, 
Loud  as  many  waters'  noise, 
Sweet  as  harp's  melodious  voice, 
Then,  Lord,  shall  I  fully  know, — 
Not  till  then, — how  much  I  owe. 

5.  Chosen  not  for  good  in  me, 
Waken'd  up  from  wrath  to  flee, 
Hidden  in  the  Saviour's  side, 
By  the  Spirit  sanctified, 

Teach  me,  Lord,  on  earth  to  show, 
By  my  love,  how  much  I  owe. 


24  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

6.     Oft  I  walk  beneath  the  cloud, 

Dark  as  midnight's  gloomy  shroud  ; 
Rut  when  fear  is  at  the  height, 
Jesus  comes,  and  all  is  light. 
Blessed  Jesus  !  bid  me  show 
Doubting  saints  how  much  I  owe. 

R.    M.    M'CHEYNE. 


3.  1  Peter  v.  7. 

1.  T  ORD,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care, 
JLi     Whether  I  die  or  live  ; 

To  love  and  serve  Thee  is  my  share, 
And  this  Thy  grace  must  give. 

2.  If  life  be  long,  I  will  be  glad, 

That  I  may  long  obey  ; 
If  short,  yet  why  should  I  be  sad 
To  soar  to  endless  day  ? 

3.  Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 

Than  He  went  through  before  ; 
He  that  unto  God's  kingdom  comes, 
Must  enter  by  His  door. 

4.  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  has  made  me  meet 

Thy  blessed  face  to  see  ; 
For  if  Thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  will  Thy  glory  be  ? 


•   SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  2ft 

5.  Then  shall  I  end  my  sad  complaints, 

And  weary  sinful  days,     • 
And  join  with  the  triumphant  saints, 
Who  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 

6.  My  knowledge  of  that  life  is  small, 

The  eye  of  faitb  is  dim ; 
But  't  is  enough  that  Christ  knows  all, 
And  I  shall  be  with  Him. 

R.   BAXTER 


4.  John  vi.  37. 

1.     TUST  as  I  am.  without  one  plea,      * 
V      But  that  Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  Thou  bid'st  me  come  to  Thee, — 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 


2.  Just  as  I  am,— and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

3,  Just  as  I  am, — though  toss'd  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
With  fears  within  and  wars  without — 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  I 
3 


26  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

4.  Just  as  I  am, — poor,  wretched,  blind, — 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, — 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

5.  Just  as  I  am, — Thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, — 
Because  Thy  promise  I  believe, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  I 

6.  Just  as  I  am, — Thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down, 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  Thine  alone, — 

0  Lamb  ot  God,  I  come  ! 

CHARLOTTE    ELLIOTT. 


5.  Isaiah  xxvi.  15. 

1.  P\  IYE  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
VJ     Hope,  and  be  undismay'd 

God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2.  Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  the  way  ; 
Wait  thou  His  time  ;  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  r\ 

8.     Still  heavy  is  thy  heart  ? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down  ? 
Cast  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 
And  ev'ry  care  be  gone. 

4.  What  though  thou  rulest  not  ? 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim  God  sitting  on  the  throne, 
And  ruling  all  things  well. 

5.  Leave  to  His  sovereign  sway 

To  choose  and  to  command  ; 
So  shalt  thou,  wond1ring,  own  His  way, 
How  wise,  how  strong  His  hand  ! 

6.  Far,  far  above  thy  thought, 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fully  He  the  work  hath  wrought 
That  caused  thy  needless  fear 

PAUL    GERHARDT 


Q.  Psalm  xxxi.  15 

1.     /^V^R  times  are  in  Thy  hand, 
\J     0  God,  we  wish  them  there  ; 
Our  life,  our  friends,  our  souls  we  leave 
Entirely  to  Thy  care, 


28  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  Our  times  are  in  Thy  hand, 

"Whatever  they  may  be, — 
Pleasing  or  painful,  dark  or  bright, 
As  best  may  seem  to  Thee. 

3.  Our  times  are  in  Thy  hand ; 

Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear  ? 
A  father's  hand  will  never  cause 
His  child  a  needless  tear. 

4.  Our  times  are  in  Thy  hand, 

Jesus  the  crucified  ; 
The  hand  our  many  sins  have  pierc'd, 
Is  now  our  guard  and  guide. 

5.  Our  times  are  in  Thy  hand  ; 

We'll  always  trust  in  Thee, 
Till  we  have  left  this  weary  land, 
And  all  Thy  glory  see. 


7,  Hefoews  xii.  2. 

1.     TTfHEN  along  life's  thorny  road 

T  T       Faints  the  soul  beneath  the  load, 
By  its  cares  and  sins  opprest, 
Finds  on  earth  no  peace  or  rest, — 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

When  the  wily  tempter's  near, 
Filling  us  with  doubts  and  fear, 
Jesus,  to  Thy  feet  we  flee, 
Jesus,  we  will  look  to  Thee. 

2.  Thou,  our  Saviour,  from  the  throne, 
List'nest  to  Thy  people's  moan ; 
Thou,  the  living  Head,  dost  share 
Ev'ry  pang  Thy  members  bear. 
Full  of  tenderness  Thou  art ; 
Thou  wilt  heal  the  broken  heart : 
Full  of  power,  thine  arm  shall  quell 
All  the  rage  and  might  of  hell. 

3.  By  Thy  tears  o'er  Lazarus  shed, 
By  Thy  power  to  raise  the  dead, 
By  Thy  meekness  under  scorn, 

By  Thy  stripes  and  crown  of  thorn, 
By  that  rich  and  precious  blood, 
That  hath  made  our  peace  with  God, 
Jesus,  to  Thy  feet  we  flee, 
Jesus,  we  will  cling  to  Thee. 

4.  Mighty  to  redeem  and  save, 
Thou  hast  overcome  the  grave  ; 
Thou  the  bars  of  death  hast  riven, 
Open'd  wide  the  gat  es  of  heaven ; 


30  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Soon  in  glory  Thou  shalt  come 
Taking  Thy  poor  pilgrims  home ; 
Jesus,  then  we  all  shall  be, 
Ever — ever — Lord,  with  Thee. 


1  TTies9aloniana  iv.  17. 

1.  T?OR  ever  with  the  Lord  ! 
Jl      Amen,  so  let  it  be  ! 

Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 
'T  is  immortality. 

2.  Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  Him  I  roam, 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3.  My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul,  how  near 
At  times  to  faith's  illumin'd  eye 
Thy  golden  gates  appear  I 

4.  My  thirsty  spirit  faints 

To  reach  the  land  I  love, 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
Jerusalem  above. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  31 

6.     Yet  clouds  will  intervene, 

And  all  my  rJrospect  flies  ; 
Like  Noah's  dove,  I  flit  between 
Rough  seas  and  stormy  skies. 

6.     Anon  the  clouds  depart, 

The  winds  and  waters  cease, 
While  sweetly  o'er  my  gladden'd  heart 
Expands  the  bow  of  peace. 

MONTGOMERY 

9,  Romans  viii.  1. 

1.  "VfO  condemnation  !  O  my  soul,  . 
\\      '  Tis  God  that  speaks  the  word  ; 
Perfect  in  comeliness  art  thou, 

In  Christ  thy  glorious  Lord. 

2.  In  heaven  His  blood  for  ever  speaks 

In  God  the  Father's  ear ; 
His  church,  the  jewels,  on  His  heart 
Jesus  will  ever  bear. 

3.  No  condemnation  !  precious  word  ! 

Consider  it,  my  soul ; 
Thy  sins  were  all  on  Jesus  laid, 
His  stripes  have  made  thee  whole, 

4=.    Teach  us,  O  God,  to  fix  our  eyes 
On  Christ,  the  spotless  Lamb, 


32  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

So  shall  we  love  Thy  gracious  will, 
And  glorify  Thy  name. 


10.  2  Corinthians  v.  14,  15. 

1 .  A  LORD,  who  now  art  seated 
\J     Above  the  heavens  on  high, 
The  gracious  work  completed, 

For  which  thou  cam'st  to  die, 
To  Thee  our  hearts  are  lifted, 

While  pilgrims  wand'ring  here, 
For  Thou  alone  art  gifted 

Our  ev'ry  weight  to  bear. 

2.  We  know  that  Thou  hast  bought  ua, 

And  wash'd  us  in  Thy  blood  : 
We  know  Thy  grace  has  brought  ua 

As  kings  and  priests  to  God : 
We  know  that  soon  the  morning, 

Long  look'd  for,  hasteth  near, 
When  we,  at  Thy  returning, 

In  glory  shall  appear. 

8.     O  Lord,  Thy  love  's  unbounded, 
So  full,  so  sweet,  so  free  ! 
Our  thoughts  are  all  confounded, 
Whene'er  we  think  on  Tliee  : 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  33 

For  us  Thou  cam'st  from  heaven, 

For  us  to  bleed  and  die, 
That,  purchased  and  forgiven, 

We  might  ascend  on  high. 

4      0  let  this  love  constrain  us    . 

To  give  our  hearts  to  Thee ; 
Let  nothing  henceforth  pain  us, 

But  that  which  paineth  Thee  ; 
Our  joy,  our  one  endeavour, 

Through  suffering,  conflict,  shame, 
To  serve  Thee,  gracious  Saviour, 

And  magnify  Thy  name. 


1 1 .  Isaiah  iii.  10. 

1.  T17HAT  cheering  words  are  these  1 

T  T      Their  sweetness  who  can  tell  ? 
In  time  and  to  eternal  days 

"  'T  is  with  the  righteous  well." 

2.  In  ev'ry  state  secure, 

Kept  as  Jehovah's  eye, 
'T  is  well  with  them  while  life  endures, 
And  well  when  called  to  die. 

3.  Well  when  they  see  His  face, 

Or  sink  beneath  the  flood  ; — 


84  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Well  in  affliction's  thorny  maze. 
Or  on  the  mount  with  God, 

4.  'T  is  well  when  joys  arise, 

'T  is  well  when  sorrows  flow, 
'T  is  well  when  darkness  veils  the  sk.e?*. 
And  strong  temptations  grow. 

5.  'T  is  well  when  Jesus  calls, 

And  bids  from  earth  arise, 
To  join  the  host  of  ransoni'd  souls, 
Made  to  salvation  wise. 

J.   KENT. 

12.  Matthew  xiv.  28,  29. 

1.  fJE  bids  us  come  ;  His  voice  we  know, 
J-JL     And  boldly  on  the  waters  go, 

To  Him  our  Lord  and  God ; 
"We  walked  on  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
For  He  who  died  to  set  us  free, 

Hath  call'd  us  by  His  word. 

2,  Secure  from  troubled  waves  we  tread, 
Nor  all  the  storms  around  us  heed, 

While  to  our  Lord  we  look  ; 
O'er  every  tierce  temptation  bound, 
The  billows  yield  a  solid  ground. 

The  wave  is  firm  as  rock. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  35 

But  if  from  Hiin  we  turn  our  eye, 
And  see  the  raging  floods  run' high, 

And  feel  our  fears  within  ; 
Our  foes  so  strong,  our  flesh  so  frail, 
Reason  and  unbelief  prevail, 

And  sink  us  into  sin. 

Lord,  we  our  unbelief  confess, 
Our  little  spark  of  faith,  increase, 

That  we  may  doubt  no  more ; 
But  fix  on  Thee  a  steady  eye, 
And  on  Thine  outstretched  arm  rely, 

Till  all  the  storm  is  o'er. 


13.  2  Corinthian*  iv.  16. 

1.  TIAIXT  not,  Christian  !  though  the  road 
JL      Leading  to  thy  blest  abode, 
Darksome  be,  and  dangerous  too  — 
Christ,  thy  guide,  will  bring  thee  through. 

2.  Faint  not,  Christian  !  though  in  rage 
Satan  would  thy  soul  engage  ; 

Gird  on  faith's  anointed  shield, 
Bear  it  to  the  battle-field. 

3.  Faint  not,  Christian  !  though  the  world 
Has  its  hostile  flag  unfuiTd  ; 


36  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Hold  the  cross  of  Jesus  fast, 
Thou  shalt  overcome  at  last. 

4.  Faint  not,  Christian  !  though  within 
There's  a  heart  so  prone  to  sin  ; 
Christ  the  Lord  is  over  all, 

He  '11  not  suffer  thee  to  fall. 

5.  Faint  not,  Christian  !  though  thy  God 
Smite  thee  with  His  chast'ning  rod  ; 
Smite  He  must,  with  father's  care, 
That  He  may  His  love  declare. 

6.  Faint  not,  Christian  I  Jesu'snear; 
Soon  in  glory  He  '11  appear  ; 

And  His  love  will  then  bestow 
Power  over  every  foe. 

7.  Faint  not,  Christian  !  look  on  high, 
See  the  harpers  in  the  sky  ; 
Patient  wait,  and  thou  wilt  join — 
Chant  with  them  of  love  divine. 

JAMES   H.    EVASS 

14.  Proverls  xviii.  10. 

1.     T)EJOICE,  ye  saints,  rejoice  and  praise 
It     The  blessings  of  redeeming  grace  : 
Jesus,  your  everlasting  tower, 
Can  shield  you  from  the  tempest's  power. 


SPIRITUAL  SON  OS.  Z1 

His  love  's  a  refuge  ever  nigh, 

His  watchfulness  as  mountains  high, 

His  name  's  a  rock,  which  winds  above, 


3.  While  all  things  change,  He  changes  not; 
He  ne'er  forgets,  though  oft  forgot ; 

His  love's  unchangeably  the  same, 
And  as  enduring  as  His  name. 

4.  Rejoice,  ye  saints,  rejoice  and  praise 
The  blessings  of  this  wondrous  grace ; 
Jesus,  your  everlasting  tower, 

Can  bear  unmov'd  the  tempest's  power. 


15.  John  xiv.  1,  2. 

1.  A  WAY  with  our  sorrow  and  fear  ! 

J\.     We  soon  shall  have  enter'd  our  home ; 
The  city  of  saints  shall  appear, 

The  day  of  eternity  come  ; 
From  earth  we  shall  quickly  remove, 

To  dwell  in  our  native  abode, 
In  mansions  of  glory  above, 

Prepar'd  by  our  Father  and  God. 

2.  Ah  !  who  upon  earth  can  conceive 

The  bliss  that  in  heaven  they  '11  share  ? 
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88  SPIRITUAL  SON  Gib. 

And  who  this  dark  world  would  not  leave, 
And  cheerfully  seek  to  be  there  ? — 

Where  Christ  is  the  light  and  the  sun, 
And  we  by  reflection  shall  shine, 

With  Him  everlastingly  one, 

And  bright  in  effulgence  divine. 

3.     'T  is  good  at  Thy  word  to  be  here, 

'T  is  better  in  Thee  to  be  gone, 
And  see  Thee  in  glory  appear, 

And  rise  to  a  share  in  Thy  throne : 
All  tears  will  be  wiped  from  our  eyes, 

When  Thee  we  behold  in  the  cloud, 
And  echo  the  joys  of  the  skies, 

And  shout  to  the  trumpet  of  God. 


{ 6.  1  Corinthians  xv.  10. 

1.       A  LL  that  I  was,  my  sin,  my  guilt, 

J\.     My  death,  was  all  my  own: 
All  that  I  am  I  owe  to  Thee, 
My  cracious  God  alone. 


2.     The  evil  of  my  former  state 
Was  mine,  and  only  mine  ; 
The  good  in  which  I  now  rejoice 
Is  Thine,  and  only  Thine. 


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3.  The  darkness  of  my  former  state, 

The  bondage, — all  was  mine  ; 
The  light  of  life  in  which  I  walk, 
The  liberty  is  Thine. 

4.  Thy  grace  first  made  me  feel  my  sin, 

And  taught  me  to  believe  ; 
Then,  in  believing,  peace  I  found, 
And  now  I  live,  I  live. 

5.  All  that  I  am,  e'en  here  on  earth, 

All  that  I  hope  to  be, 
When  Jesus  comes,  and  glory  dawns, 
I  owe  it,  Lord,  to  Thee. 

H.   BONAR. 

17.  1  Peter  n.  7. 

1.  TT^E  'LL  sing  of  Christ,  no  matter  whc 

T  T       Should  disapprove  the  theme : 
When  He  is  precious  to  our  view, 
We  can't  but  sing  of  Him. 

2.  And  He  is  precious  in  the  sight 

Of  all  who  know  His  voice : 
'T  wa9  He  who  brought  them  to  the  light, 
And  taught  them  to  rejoice. 

3.  'T  is  He  who  cheers  them  by  His  smile, 

And  guards  them  by  His  power  ; 


40  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Who  keeps  them  safe  from  force  and  guile, 
In  every  trying  hour. 

4.  'Tis  He  who  will  conduct  them  home, 

Beyond  the  reach  of  ill, 
Where  all  the  ransomVl  people  come, 
Where  saints  for  ever  dwell. 

5.  Then  let  His  people  make  their  boast 

Of  Him,  and  Him  alone, 
Who  come  from  heaven  to  save  the  lost : 
The  praise  be  His  alone  ! 


18.  Isaiah  xlii.  16. 

1.  TIT  HEN  we  cannot  see  our  way, 

T  T       Let  us  trust  and  still  obey  ; 
He  who  bids  us  forward  go. 
Cannot  fail  the  way  to  show. 

2.  Though  the  sea  be  deep  and  wide, 
Though  a  passage  seem  denied, 
Fearless  let  us  still  proceed, 
Since  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  lead. 

3.  Though  it  seems  the  gloom  of  night, 
Though  we  see  no  ray  of  light, 
Since  the  Lord  Himself  is  there, 

T  is  not  meet  that  we  should  fear. 


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4.  Night  with  him  is  never  night, 
Where  He  is,  there  all  is  light ; 
When  He  calls  us,  why  delay  ? 
They  are  happy  who  obey. 

5.  Be  it  our's  then,  while  we  're  here, 
Him  to  follow  without  fear, 
Where  He  calls  us,  there  to  go, 
What  He  bids  us,  that  to  do. 


19.  Hebrews  x.  37. 

1 .  "A  LITTLE  while  !"— Our  Lord  shall  come, 

J\.     And  we  shall  wander  here  no  more  ; 
He  '11  take  us  to  our  Father's  home, 
Where  He  for  us  has  gone  before. 

2.  "A  little  while  !" — He  '11  come  again ; 
Let  us  the  precious  hours  redeem  ; 
Our  only  grief  to  give  Him  pain, 
Our  joy  to  serve  and  follow  Him. 

3.  "  A  little  while  !"— 'T  will  soon  be  past ; 
Why  should  we  shun  the  promised  cross  ? 
O  let  us  in  His  footsteps  haste, 
Counting  for  Him  all  else  but  loss. 

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42  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

4.     "  A  little  while  !" — Come,  Saviour,  come  ! 
For  Thee  Thy  bride  has  tarried  long  ; 
Take  Thy  poor  wearied  pilgrims  home, 
To  sing  the  new  eternal  song. 


20,  Matthew  xviii.  20. 

1.  TN  Thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling, 
A     We,  Thy  people,  now  draw  near ; 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling ; 

Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear, 
Hear  with  meekness, 
Hear  Thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

2.  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthen'd, 

May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  Thee ; 
Cheer'd  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthen'd, 

May  we  run,  nor  weary  be  ; 
Till  Thy  glory 
Without  clouds  in  heaven  we  see. 

8.     Then  in  worship,  purer,  sweeter, 
Thee  Thy  people  shall  adore, 
Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater 

Far  than  thought  conceived  before, 
Full  enjoyment, 
Full,  unmix'd  and  evermore. 

THOS.    KELLY. 


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21.  2  Peter  iil  12, 

1.  f\  HASTE  away,  my  brethren  dear, 
\J     And  come  to  Canaan's  shore  ; 
We  '11  meet  and  sing  for  ever  there, 

When  all  our  toils  are  o'er. 

0  that  will  be  joyful,  joyful,  joyful, 

O  that  will  be  joyful ! 

To  meet  to  part  no  more, 

To  meet  to  part  no  more, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ; 
And  there  sing  hallelujah 
With  the  friends  that  have  gone  before. 

2.  How  sweet  to  hear  the  hallow'd  theme 

That  saints  shall  ever  sing, 
To  hear  their  voices  all  proclaim, 
"  Salvation  to  the  King." 

O  that  will  be,  etc. 

3.  Around  His  throne  all  cloth'd  in  white, 

Will  all  His  saints  appear, 
And,  shining  in  His  glory  bright, 
Will  see  our  Saviour  there. 

O  that  will  be,  etc, 


44  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

4.  Through  heav'n  the  shouts  of  angels  ring 

When  sons  to  God  are  born ; 
O  what  a  company  will  sing 
On  the  millennial  morn  ! 

O  that  will  be,  etc. 

5.  Through  one  eternal  day  we  '11  sing, 

And  bless  His  sacred  name, 
With  hallelujah  to  the  King, 
And  "  Worthy  is  the  Lamb." 

O  that  will  be,  etc. 


22.  Revelations  xxii.  20. 

1.  rFHE  church  has  waited  long 
.1      Her  absent  Lord  to  see  ; 
And  still  in  loneliness  she  waits, 

A  friendless  stranger  she. 
Age  after  age  has  gone, 

Sun  after  sun  has  set, 
And  still  in  weeds  of  widowhood 

She  weeps  a  mourner  jet. 

Come  then.  Lord  Jesus,  come  I 

2.  Saint  after  saint  on  earth 

Tla»  liv'd,  nn<  1  lov'd,  and  died  ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  45 

And  as  they  left  us  one  by  one, 

We  laid  them  side  by  side  ; 
We  laid  them  down  to  sleep, 

But  not  in  hope  forlorn  ; 
We  laid  them  but  to  ripen  there, 

Till  the  last  glorious  morn. 

Come  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come  ! 

3.  The  serpent's  brood  increase, 

The  powers  of  hell  grow  bold, 
The  conflict  thickens,  faith  is  low, 

And  love  is  waxing  cold. 
How  long,  O  Lord  our  God, 

Holy,  and  true,  and  good, 
Wilt  thou  not  judge  thy  suffering  church, 

Her  sighs,  and  tears,  and  blood  ? 

Come  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come  ! 

4.  We  long  to  hear  Thy  voice, 

To  see  Thee  face  to  iace, 
To  share  thy  crown  and  glory  then, 

As  now  we  share  Thy  grace. 
Should  not  the  loving  Bride 

The  absent  Bridegroom  mourn  ? 
Should  she  not  wear  the  weeds  of  grief 

Until  her  Lord  return  ? 

Come  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come  ! 


46  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.     The  whole  creation  groans, 

And  waits  to  hear  that  yoice 
That  shall  restore  her  comeliness, 

And  make  her  wastes  rejoice. 
Come,  Lord,  and  wipe  away 

The  curse,  the  sin,  the  stain, 
And  make  this  blighted  world  of  ours 

Thine  own  fair  world  again. 

Come  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come  ! 

H.    BOKAR, 


23.  Canticles  viii.  5, 

o 


1.     f\  HOLY  Saviour !  Friend  unseen  ! 

Since  on  Thine  arm  Thou  bid'st  us  lean, 
Help  us  throughout  life's  changing  scene 
By  faith  to  cling  to  Thee  ! 


2.  Bless'd  with  this  fellowship  divine, 
Take  what  Thou  wilt,  we'll  not  repine  . 
For,  as  the  branches  to  the  vine, 

We  only  cling  to  Thee  ! 

3.  Though  far  from  home,  fatigued,  opprest, 
Here  we  have  found  a  place  of  rest, 

As  exiles  still,  yet  not  unblest, 
Because  we  cling  to  Thee  ! 


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4.  What  though  the  world  deceitful  prove, 
And  earthly  friends  and  hopes  remove  ? 
"With  patient  uncomplaining  love 

Still  can  we  cling  to  Thee ! 

5.  Though  oft  we  seem  to  tread  alone 
Life's  dreary  waste  with  thorns  o'ergrown, 
Thy  voice  of  love,  in  gentlest  tone, 

Whispers,  "  Still  cling  to  me  !" 

6.  Though  faith  and  hope  are  often  tried, 
We  ask  not,  need  not,  aught  beside, 
So  safe,  so  calm,  so  satisfied, 

The  souls  that  cling  to  Thee  ! 

7.  They  fear  not  Satan,  nor  the  grave, 

They  know  Thee  near,  and  strong  to  save ; 
With  Thee  all  danger  they  can  brave, 
Because  they  cling  to  Thee  ! 

8.  Bless'd  is  our  lot  whate'er  befal ; 
Who  can  affright,  or  who  appal  ? — 
Since  as  our  strength,  our  Rock,  our  all, 

Jesus,  we  cling  to  Thee. 

CHARLOTTE    ELLIOTT. 


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24.  Oalatians  vi.  14. 

1.  T  ET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue  ; 
JLi     What  are  its  charms  to  me  ? 
Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 

But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2.  Its  pleasures  now  no  longer  please, 

No  more  content  afford, 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3.  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day, 

The  stars  are  all  conceal' d, 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  reveal'd. 

4.  Creatures^  no  more  divide  my  choice ; 

I  bid  you  all  depart ; 
His  name,  and  love,  and  gracious  word, 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart. 

NEWTON. 


25.  Galatians  iii.  13. 

1.     T)LESSED  be  God,  for  ever  blest, 
Jj     And  glorious  be  His  name  ! 
His  Son  He  gave,  our  souls  to  save 
From  everlasting  shame. 


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2      Had  I  worn  sackcloth,  and  in  dust 
Cast  myself  humbly  downj 
Cover'd  my  miserable  head 
With  ashes  for  a  crown  : 

3.  This  could  not  save  me  from  the  curse, 

Nor  end  the  endless  pain, 
Nor  quench  the  fire,  nor  ease  the  heart, 
Nor  wipe  away  one  stain. 

4.  Th'  eternal  Life  His  life  laid  down, — 

Such  was  the  wondrous  plan, — 
And  God,  the  blessed  God,  was  made 
A  curse  for  cursed  man. 

5.  Our  flesh  He  took,  our  sins  He  bore, 

Himself  for  us  He  gave  ; 
His  woes  were  our's,  and  we  with  Him 
"Were  buried  in  one  grave. 

6.  With  Him  we  rose,  with  Him  we  live, 

With  Him  we  sit  above  ; 
With  Him  for  ever  we  shall  share 
The  Father's  boundless  love. 

7.  Bless,  then,  Jehovah's  blessed  name, 

And  bless  our  blessed  King  ; 
And  songs  of  glad  deliverance 
For  ever,  ever  sing  ! 


50  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

26.  Matthew  xi.  28. 

1.     T  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
X     Come  unto  me  and  rest ; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast. 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad, 
I  found  in  Him  a  resting-place, 

And  He  has  made  me  glad. 

2     I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water, — thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live. 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream, 
My  thirst  was  quench'd,  my  soul  reviv'd, 

And  now  I  live  in  Him. 

3.    I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

I  am  this  dark  world's  light, 
Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright. 
I  look'd  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  Him  my  Star,  my  Sun  ; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk, 

Till  travelling  days  are  done. 

H.   BONAR. 


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27.  Ephesians  v.  30. 

1.  T  ORD  Jesus,  are  we  one  with  Thee  ? 
Jj     O  height,  O  depth  of  love  ! 
With  Thee  we  died  upon  the  tree, 

In  Thee  we  live  above. 

2.  Such  was  Thy  grace,  that  for  our  sake 

Thou  did'st  from  heav'n  come  down, 
Our  mortal  flesh  and  blood  partake, 
In  all  our  misery  one. 

3.  Our  sins,  our  guilt,  in  love  divine, 

Were  borne  on  earth  by  Thee ; 
The  gall,  the  curse,  the  wrath  were  Thine, 
To  set  Thy  members  free. 

4.  Ascended  now  in  glory  bright, 

Still  one  with  us  Thou  art, 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  nor  depth,  nor  height, 
Thy  saints  and  Thee  can  part. 

5.  Soon,  soon  shall  come  that  glorious  day, 

When,  seated  on  Thy  throne, 
Thou  shalt  to  wond'ring  worlds  display 
That  Thou  with  us  art  one. 

J.    G.    DECK. 


52  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

28.  Proverlz  xiv.  32. 

1.  A  H  I  I  shall  soon  be  dying, 
J\.     Time  swiftly  glides  away  ; 
But,  on  my  Lord  relying, 

I  hail  the  happy  day, 
The  day  when  I  shall  enter 

Upon  a  world  unknown  ; — 
My  helpless  soul  1 :11  venture 

On  Jesus  Christ  alone. 

2.  He  once  a  spotless  victim, 

Upon  Mount  Calvary  bled, 
Jehovah  did  afflict  Him, 

And  bruise  Him  in  my  stead : 
Hence  all  my  hope  arises, 

Unworthy  as  I  am  ; 
My  soul  most  surely  prizes 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb. 

3.  Soon  with  thy  saints  in  glory 

The  grateful  song  I  '11  raise  ; 
And  chant  my  blissful  story 

In  high  seraphic  lays. 
Free  grace,  redeeming  merit, 

And  sanctifying  love, 
Of  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 

I  '11  sing  in  realms  above. 


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29.  Philippians  i.  21. 

1.  T)  EJOICE  for  a  brother  deceas'd  : 
At     Our  loss  is  his  infinite  gain ; 
A  soul  out  of  prison  releas'd 

And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain : 
With  songs  let  us  follow  his  flight, 

And  mount  with  his  spirit  above, 
Escap'd  to  the  mansions  of  light, 

And  lodg'd  in  the  Eden  of  love. 

2.  Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gain'd, 

Out-flying  the  tempest  and  wind ; 
His  rest  he  hath  sooner  obtain'd 

And  left  his  companions  behind, 
Still  toss'd  on  a  sea  of  distress, 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  blest  shore, 
"Where  all  is  assurance  and  peace, 

And  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 

3.  There  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 

Who  sail'd  with  the  Saviour  beneath"; 
With  shouting  each  other  they  greet, 

And  triumph  o'er  trouble  and  death  : 
The  voyage  of  life  's  at  an  end, 

Their  mortal  affliction  is  past ; 
The  age  that  in  heaven  they  spend, 

For  ever  and  ever  shall  last. 

C.    WESLEY 

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30.  Revelations  xiv.   13 

1.  TTOW  blest  is  our  sister,  bereft 

JL1     Of  all  that  could  burden  her  mind  ! 
How  easy  the  soul  that  has  left 

This  wearisome  body  behind  ! 
This  earth  is  affected  no  more 

With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain : 
The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 

And  never  shall  vex  her  again.     . 

2.  This  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 

It's  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er ; 
This  quiet  immoveable  breast 

Is  heaved  by  affliction  no  more  : 
This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 

Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain  ; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat, 

It  never  shall  flutter  again. 

3.  The  eyes  she  so  seldom  could  close, 

By  suff'ring  forbidden  to  sleep, 
Seal'd  up  in  their  mortal  repose, 

Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep  : 
She  is  dwelling  with  Jesus  in  light, 

Where  sickness  and  death  are  unknown, 
Faith  and  hope  are  at  last  chang'd  for  sight, 

And  her  cross  is  laid  down  for  a  crown. 

C.    WESLEY. 


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31.  Romans  viii.  31. 

1.  TS  God  for  me  ?  what  is  it 

JL     That  man  can  do  to  me  ? — 

Oft  as  my  God  I  visit, 
All  woes  give  way  and  flee. 

If  God  be  my  salvation, 
My  refuge  in  distress, 

What  earthly  tribulation 

Can  shake  my  inward  peace  ? 

2.  The  ground  of  my  profession 

Is  Jesus  and  His  blood  ; 
He  gives  me  the  possession 

Of  everlasting  good. 
In  me  and  in  my  doing 

Is  nothing  on  this  earth  ; 
What. Jesus  is  bestowing 

Alone  is  truly  worth. 

£.    For  me  there  is  jDrovided 

A  city  fair  aud  new  ; 
To  it  I  shall  be  guided, — 

Jerusalem  the  true  ! 
My  portion  there  is  lying, 

A  destined  Canaan  lot ; 
Though  I  am  daily  dying, 

My  Canaan  withers  not, 


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4.     My  heart  within  me  leapeth, 

And  cannot  down  be  cast ; 
In  sunshine  bright  it  keepeth 

A  never-ending  feast. 
The  sun  which  smiling  lights  me, 

Is  Jesus  Christ  alone  ; 
And  what  to  sing  invites  me, 

Is  heaven  on  earth  begun. 


32.  2  Kings  iv.  23. 

1.  milROUGH  the  love  of  God  our  Saviour, 
1         All  will  be  well ; 

Free  and  changeless  is  His  favour, 

All,  all  is  well ; 
Precious  is  the  blood  that  heal'd  us ; 
Perfect  is  the  grace  that  seal'd  us  ; 
Strong  the  hand  stretch'd  out  to  shield  us  ;- 

All  must  be  well. 

2.  Though  we  pass  through  tribulation, 

All  will  be  well ; 
Our1s  is  such  a  full  salvation, 

All,  all  is  well. 
Happy,  still  to  God  confiding, 
Fruitful,  if  in  Christ  abiding, 
Holy,  through  the  Spirit's  guiding, 

All  must  be  well. 


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We  expect  a  bright  to-morrow, — 

All  will  be  well; 
Faith  can  sing  through  days  of  sorrow., 

All,  all  is  well. 
On  our  Father's  love  relying, 
Jesus  ev'ry  need  supplying, 
Or  in  living  or  in  dying, 


All  must  be  well. 


MARY  B.   PETERS. 


33.  Matthew  xiv.   27. 

1.  T17HEN  waves  of  sorrow  round  me  swell. 

T  T       My  soul  is  not  dismay'd  ; 
I  hear  a  voice  I  know  full  well, 
"  'T  is  I,  be  not  afraid." 

2.  When  black  the  threat'ning  clouds  appear, 

And  storms  my  path  invade, 
That  voice  shall  tranquilize  each  fear, 
"  'T  is  I,  be  not  afraid." 

3.  There  is  a  gulf  that  must  be  cross'd, — 

Saviour  !  be  near  to  aid  ; 
Whisper,  when  my  frail  bark  is  toss'd, 
"  'T  is  I,  be  not  afraid." 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

There  is  a  dark  and  fearful  vale 

Death  hides  within  its  shade  ; 
0  say,  when  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

uTis  I,  be  not  afraid." 

CHARLOTTE    ELLIOTT. 


34.  John  xvii.  24. 

1.  I    ET  me  be  with  Thee  where  Thou  art, 
\J     My  Saviour,  my  eternal  rest ; 
Then  only  will  this  longing  heart 

Be  fully  and  for  ever  blest. 

2.  Let  me  be  with  Thee  where  Thou  art, 
Thy  unveil'd  glory  to  behold  ; 

Then  only  will  this  wandering  heart 
Cease  to  be  false  to  Thee  and  cold. 

3.  Let  me  be  with  Thee  where  Thou  art, 
Where  spotless  saints  Thy  name  adore  ; 
Then  only  will  this  sinful  heart 

Be  evil  and  defiled  no  more. 

4.  Let  me  be  with  Thee  where  Thou  art, 
Where  none  can  die,  where  none  remove. 
There  neither  death  nor  life  will  part 
.Me  from  Thy  presence  and  Thy  love, 

CHARLOTTE    ELLIOTT. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  5S 

35.  Matthew  xxvi.  42. 

1.  "l/fY  God,  ray  Father,  while  I  stray, 

ILL     Far  from  rny  home,  on  life's  rough  way, 

0  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 

"  Thy  will  be  done." 

2.  If  Thou  shoulcl'st  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize, — it  ne'er  was  mine ; — 

1  only  yield  Thee  what  was  Thine  ! — 

"  Thy  will  be  clone." 

3.  Should  pining  sickness  waste  away 
My  life  in  premature  decay, 

My  Father,  still  I  '11  strive  to  say, 

"Thy  will  be  done.'- 

4.  If  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  Thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  God,  to  Thee  I  leave  the  rest, — 

"  Thy  will  be  done." 

5.  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  Thine,  and  take  away 
All  that  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

"  Thy  will  be  done." 

6.  Then,  when  on  earth  I  breathe  no  more 
The  prayer  oft  mix'd  with  tears  before, 
I  '11  sing  upon  a  happier  shore, 

u  Thy  will  be  done." 

CHARLOTTE    ELLIOTT. 


60  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

36.  Romans  viii.  28. 

1.  Tf^HEN  I  by  faith  the  Saviour's  death 

T  T       Behold,  and  know  Him  mine, 
Sweetly  my  rising  hours  advance, 
And  peacefully  decline. 

2.  I  cannot  doubt  His  bounteous  love, 

So  full,  so  free,  so  kind  ; 
To  His  unerring,  gracious  will 
Be  ev'ry  wish  resign' d. 

3.  Good  when  He  gives,  supremely  good, 

Nor  less  when  He  denies  ; 
Afflictions  from  His  gracious  hand 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

4.  Inscrib'd  in  Thy  fair  book  of  life, 

O  may  I  read  my  name  ! 
There  let  it  fill  some  humble  place, 
'  Midst  those  around  the  Lamb  ! 


37.  Revelations  v.  12. 

1.         r\  LORY  to  God  on  high! 

XJ     Let  heaven  and  earth  reply, 
Praise  ve  His  name  : 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  61 

His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore* ; 
Sing  aloud  evermore, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

Jesus,  our  Lord  and  God, 
Bore  sin's  tremendous  load ; 

Praise  ye  His  name  : 
Tell  what  His  arm  hath  done, 
What  spoils  from  death  He  won ; 
Sing  His  great  name  alone  ; 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

Join,  all  ye  ransom'd  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless ; 

Praise  ye  His  name  : 
In  Him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  cheerful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

What  though  we  change  our  place, 
Yet  we  shall  never  cease 

Praising  His  name : 
To  Him  our  songs  we  bring, 
Hail  Him  our  gracious  King, 
And  without  ceasing  sing, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

6 


62  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.     Let  all  the  hosts  above 
Join  in  one  song  of  loxef 

Praising  His  name . 
To  Hiin  ascribed  be 
Honour  and  majesty, 
Through  all  eternity : 

"Worthy  the  Lamb!' 

JAMES   ALLEU. 


38.        .  Psalm  cxxxiv.  1. 

1.  QTAND  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
O     Ye  people  of  His  choice  ; 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2.  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  His  holy  name, 
And  laud  and  magnify  ? 

3.  O  for  the  living  flame, 

From  His  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heav'n  our  thought ! 

4.  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  His  salvation  ours  ; 


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Then  be  His  love  in  Christ  proclaimed, 
"With  all  our  ransom' d  powers. 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  His  glorious  name, 

Henceforth  for  evermore. 

MONTGOMERY 


39.  Luke  xxi.  28. 

1.  A  WAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 
XX     And  lift  your  voices  high  ; 

Extol  the  sovereign  love  that  shows 
Our  full  redemption  nigh. 

2.  Fast  on  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 

Its  coming  nought  can  stay  : 
It  speeds  with  each  revolving  year, 
With  each  declining  day. 

3.  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run, 

Not  many  mornings  rise, 
E'er  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4.  Then  let  the  wheels  of  nature  roll 

Yet  onward  to  decay  : 


64  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

We  long  to  hail  the  rising  sun, 
That  brings  th'  eternal  day. 

DODDRIDGE. 


40.  1  John  iv.  19. 

1.  T17E  love  Thee,  Lord,  because  when  we 

T  T       Had  erred  and  gone  astray, 
Thou  didst  recall  our  wand'ring  souls 

Into  the  homeward  way  ; 
When  helpless,  hopeless,  we  were  lost 

In  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
Thou  didst  send  forth  a  guiding  ray 

Of  Thy  benignant  light : — 

2.  Because  when  we  forsook  Thy  ways, 

Nor  kept  Thy  holy  will, 
Thou  wert  not  an  avenging  Judge, 

But  a  gracious  Father  still ; 
Because  we  have  forgot  Thee,  Lord, 

But  Thou  hast  not  forgot, — 
Because  we  have  forsaken  Thcc, 

But  Thou  forsakest  not : — 

3.  Because,  O  Lord,  Thou  lovedst  us 

With  everlasting  love ; 
Because  Thou  gav'st  Thy  Son  to  die, 
That  we  might  live  above ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONOH.  65 

Because  when  we  were  heirs  of  wrath, 
Thou  gav'st  the  hopes  of  heaven  ; 

We  love  because  we  much  have  sinn'd, 
And  much  have  been  forgiven. 


41  ,  1  John  ii.  1. 

1.  f\  THOU,  the  contrite  sinner's  Friend, 
\J     Who  loving,  lov'st  them  to  the  end: 
On  this  alone  my  hopes  depend, 

That  Thou  wilt  plead  for  me. 

2.  When  weary  in  the  Christian  race, 
Far  off  appears  my  resting  place, 
And,  fainting,  I  mistrust  Thy  grace, 

Then,  Saviour,  plead  for  me. 

3.  When  I  have  err'd  and  gone  astray, 
Afar  from  Thine  and  wisdom's  way, 
And  see  no  glimm'ring,  guiding  ray, 

Still,  Saviour,  plead  for  me. 

4.  When  Satan,  by  my  sins  made  bold, 
Strives  from  Thy  cross  to  loose  my  hold, 
Then  with  pitying  arms  enfold, 

And  plead,  O  plead  for  me. 
6* 


68  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.  And  when  my  dying  hour  draws  near, 
Darken'd  with  conflict,  pain,  and  fear, 
Then  to  my  fainting  sight  appear 

Pleading  in  heav'n  for  me. 

G.     When  the  full  light  of  heav'nly  day 
Reveals  my  sins  in  dread  array. 
Say  Thou  hast  wash'd  them  all  away, — 
0  say,  Thou  plead'st  for  me  ! 

WESLEY. 


42.  Romans  v.  1. 

1 .  T  THOUGHT  upon  my  sins,  and  I  was  sad, 
JL     My  soul  was  troubled  sore  and  fill'd  with 

pain ; 
But  then  I  thought  on  Jesus,  and  was  glad, 
My  heavy  grief  was  turn'd  to  joy  again. 

2.  I  thought  upon  the  law,  the  fiery  law. 

Holy,  and  just,  and  good  in  its  decree  ; 
I  look'cl  to  Jesus,  and  in  Him  I  saw 

That  law  fulfilled,  its  curse  endured  for  me. 

3.  I  thought  I  saw  an  angry,  frowning  God, 

Sitting   as  Judge   upon   the   great    white 
throne ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  61 

My  soul  was  overwlielni'd — then  Jesus  shew'd 
His  gracious  face,  and  all  my  dread  was 
gone. 

4.  I  saw  my  sad  estate,  condemn'd  to  die ; 

Then  terror  seiz'd  my  heart,  and  dark  de- 
spair ; 
Bat  when  to  Calvary  I  turn'd  my  eye, 

I  saw  the  cross,  and  read  forgiveness  there. 

5.  I  saw  that  I  was  lost,  far  gone  astray, 

No  hope  of  safe  return  there  seem'd  to  be  • 
But  then  I  heard  that  Jesus  was  the  way, 
A  new  and  living  way  prepaid  for  me. 

6.  Then  in  that  way,  so  free,  so  safe,  so  sure, 

Sprinkled  all  o'er  with  reconciling  blood, 
Will  I  abide,  and  never  wander  more, 
Walking  along  in  fellowship  with  God. 

H.    BONAR. 


43.  Isaiah  xliv.  22. 

1.     "If  Y  sins  are  blotted  out, 
111     Since  Jesus  died  for  me  ; 
My  times  are  in  a  Father's  hand, 
My  steps  in  His  decree. 


68  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  Jesus  in  heaven  appears, 

For  me  to  intercede  ; 
And  countless  benefits  proclaim, 
"  The  Lord  is  ris'n  indeed.*' 

3.  A  little  child  is  free 

From  carefulness  and  guile, 
Rests  in  a  mother's  guardian  love, 
And  waits  a  father's  smile. 

4.  Father  of  spirits,  hear, 

Make  me  this  little  child  ; 
May  I  delight  myself  in  Thee, 
By  no  mistrust  defiTd. 


44.  Revelations  xxii.  17-20 

1.  npHE  Spirit  in  our  hearts 

JL     Is  whispering,  Sinner,  Come  ! 
The  bride,  the  Church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  His  children,  Come  ! 

2.  Let  him  that  heareth,  say 

To  all  about  him,  Come  ! 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  Come  ! 


SPIRITUAL  80X0S.  69 

3.  Yes  !  whosoever  will, 

O  let  him  freely  Come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life ; 
'T  is  Jesus  bids  him  Come. 

4.  Lo  !  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  "  I  quickly  come  ;" 
Lord,  even  so  !  I  wait  Thy  hour : 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Come  ! 

HENRY   W.    ONDERDONK. 


45.  2  Peter  i.  19. 

1.  IT  OPE  of  our  hearts,  O  Lord,  appear, 
JLX     Thou  glorious  star  of  day  ! 
Shine  forth,  and  chase  the  dreary  night. 

With  all  our  tears,  away. 

2.  Strangers  on  earth,  we  wait  for  Thee  ; 

O  leave  the  Father's  throne  ; 
Come  with  a  shout  of  victory,  Lord, 
And  claim  us  as  Thine  own. 

3.  0  bid  the  bright  archangel  now 

The  trump  of  God  prepare, 
To  call  Thy  saints — the  quick,  the  dead, 
To  meet  Thee  in  the  air. 

4.  No  resting  place  we  seek  on  earth, 

No  loveliness  we  see  ; 


70  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Our  eye  is  on  the  royal  crown, 
Prepard  for  us  and  Thee. 

5.  But,  dearest  Lord,  however  bright 

That  crown  of  joy  above, 
What  is  it  to  the  brighter  hope 
Of  dwelling  in  Thy  love  ? 

6.  What  to  the  joy,  the  deeper  joy, 

Unmingled,  pure,  and  free, 

Of  union  with  our  living  Head, 

Of  fellowship  with  Thee  ? 

7.  This  joy  e'en  now  on  earth  is  our's, 

But  only,  Lord,  above 
Our  heart  without  a  pang  shall  know 
The  fulness  of  Thy  love. 

8.  There,  near  Thy  heart,  upon  the  throne. 

Thy  ransom'd  Bride  shall  see, 
What  grace  was  in  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
Who  died  to  make  her  free. 

SIR    EDWARD    DENNY. 

46  Acts  ii.  2. 

1.     QPIRIT  divine  !  attend  our  prayer, 
O     And  make  this  house  Thy  home  ; 
Descend  with  all  Thy  gracious  power, 
O  come,  great  Spirit,  come  ! 


SPIRITUAL  SOX  OS.  71 

2.  Come  as  the  light, — to  us  reveal 

Our  emptiness  and  woe  ; 
And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life, 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3.  Come  as  the  fire, — and  purge  our  hearts 

Like  sacrificial  flame  ; 
Let  our  whole  souls  an  offering  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4.  Come  as  the  dew, — and  sweetly  bless 

This  consecrated  hour  ; 
May  barren  minds  be  taught  to  own 
Thy  fertilizing  power. 

5.  Come  as  the  dove, — and  spread  Thy  wings, 

The  wings  of  peaceful  love  ; 
And  let  the  Church  on  earth  become 
Blest  as  the  Church  above. 

A-NDEEW    REED. 


47.  1  Corinthians  iii.  22. 

1.     I  F  God  is  mine,  then  present  things, 
X     And  things  to  come  are  mine  ; 
Yea  Christ,  His  Word,  and  Spirit  too, 
And  glory  all  divine. 


72  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  If  He  is  mine,  then  from  His  love 

He  every  trouble  sends  ; 
AH  things  are  working  for  my  good, 
And  bliss  His  rod  attends. 

3.  If  He  is  mine,  I  need  not  fear 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell ; 
He  will  support  my  feeble  power, 
And  every  foe  repel. 

4.  If  He  is  mine,  let  friends  forsake, 

Let  wealth  and  honour  flee, — 
Sure  He  who  giveth  me  Himself, 
Is  more  than  these  to  me. 

5.  If  He  is  mine,  I  '11  boldly  pass 

Through  death's  dark,  gloomy  vale  \ 
He  is  solid  comfort,  when 
All  other  comforts  fail. 

6.  0  tell  me,  Lord,  that  Thou  art  mine ; 

AY  hat  can  I  wish  beside  ? 
My  soul  shall  at  the  fountain  live, 
When  all  the  streams  are  dried. 


B.    BZDDO.ME 


SPIRITUAL  SOXGS.  73 

48.  Revelations  v.  9. 

1.  QING  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 
0     Around  th'  eternal  throne, 

Of  every  kindred,  clime,  and  land, 
A  multitude  unknown. 

2.  Life 's  poor  distinctions  vanish  here  ; — 

To-day  the  young,  the  old, 
Our  Saviour  and  His  flock  appear, 
One  Shepherd  and  one  fold. 

3.  Toil,  trial,  suffering  still  await 

On  earth  the  pilgrim  throng  ; 
Yet  learn  we  in  our  low  estate 
The  Church  triumphant's  song. 

4.  Worthy  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain  1 

Cry  the  redeem'd  above, 
Blessing  and  honour  to  obtain, 
And  everlasting  love. 

5.  Worthy  the  Lamb  !  on  earth  we  sing, 

Who  died  our  souls  to  save  ; 
Henceforth,  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
Thy  victory,  O  grave  ? 

6.  Then  hallelujah  !  power  and  praise 

To  God  in  Christ  be  given  ; 
May  all  who  now  this  anthem  raise, 
Renew  the  strain  in  heaven  ! 

MONTGOMERY. 

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74  SPIRITUAL  SOXGS. 

49.  Revelations  xiv.  4. 

1.  A    PILGRIM  through  this  lonely  world, 
xJL     The  blessed  Saviour  pass'd  ; 

A  mourner  all  His  life  was  He, 
A  dying  Lamb  at  last. 

2.  That  tender  heart  that  felt  for  all, 

For  all  its  life  blood  gave  ; 
It  found  on  earth  no  resting-place 
Save  only  in  the  grave. 

3.  Such  was  our  Lord, — and  shall  we  fear 

The  cross,  with  all  its  scorn  ? 
Or  love  a  faithless,  evil  world, 

That  wreath'd  His  brow  with  thorn  ? 

4.  No  !  facing  all  its  frowns  or  smiles, 

Like  Him  obedient  still, 
We  homeward  press  through  storm  or  calm. 
To  Zion's  blessed  hill. 

SIR    EDWARD    DENNY. 

50.  Luke  xxii.  42. 

1.     f\NE  prayer  I  have, — all  prayers  in  one, 
\J     When  I  am  wholly  Thine, 
Thy  will,  my  God,  Thy  will  be  done, 
And  let  that  will  be  mine. 


SPIlilTUA  L  S0N98.  75 

2.  All-wise,  Almighty,  and  all-good, 

In  Thee  I  firmly  trust ; 
Thy  ways,  unknown  or  understood, 
Are  merciful  and  just. 

3.  May  I  remember,  that  to  Thee 

Whate'er  I  have  I  owe  ; 
And  back  in  gratitude  from  me 
May  all  Thy  bounties  flow. 

4.  Thy  gifts  arc  only  then  enjoyed, 

When  used  as  talents  lent ; 
Those  talents  only  well  employed, 
When  in  Thy  service  spent. 

5.  And  though  Thy  wisdom  takes  away, 

Shall  I  arraign  Thy  will  ? 
No  !  let  me  bless  Thy  name  and  say, 
"  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

6.  A  pilgrim  through  the  earth  I  roam, 

Of  nothing  long  possess'd  ; 
And  all  must  fail  when  I  go  home, 
For  this  is  not  my  rest. 

7.  Write  but  my  name  upon  the  roll 

Of  Thy  redeem'd  above  ; 
Then,  heart,  and  mind,  and  strength,  and  soul, 
I  '11  love  Thee  for  Thy  love. 

MONTGOMERY. 


7fl  SPIRITUAL  SOXGS. 


51.  1  Peter  ii.  25. 

1.     T  WAS  a  wand' ring  sheep, 
JL     I  did  not  love  the  fold  ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 
I  would  not  be  controll'd. 


2.  I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home  ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 
I  lovVl  afar  to  roam. 

3.  The  Shepherd  sought  His  sheep, 

The  Father  sought  His  child  ; — 
They  follow'd  me  o'er  vale  and  hill, 
O'er  desert,  waste,  and  wild. 

4.  They  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famish'd,  and  faint,  and  lone  ; 
They  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love, 
They  sav'd  the  wand'ring  one. 

5.  They  wash'd  my  filth  away, 

They  made  me  clean  and  fair  ; 
They  brought  me  to  my  home  in  peace,- 
The  long-sought  wanderer. 

6.  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is, — 

'T  was  He  that  lov'd  my  soul, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  11 

'T  was  He  that  wash'd  me  in  His  blood, 
'T  was  He  that  made  me  whole. 

'T  was  He  that  sought  the  lost, 
That  found  the  wand'ring  sheep, 

'T  was  He  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 
'T  is  He  that  still  doth  keep. 

I  was  a  wand'ring  sheep, 

I  would  not  be  controll'd  : 
But  now  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  love,  I  love  the  fold  ! 

I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  once  preferr'd  to  roam  ; 
But  now  I  love  my  Father's  voice, — 

I  love,  I  love  His  home  ! 

H.    BONAR, 


52.  Luke  xxii.  32. 

1.     mHOU,  who  did  'st  for  Peter's  faith 
x     Kindly  condescend  to  pray, 
Thou,  whose  loving-kindness  hath 
Kept  me  to  the  present  day, 

Kind  Conductor, 
Still  direct  my  devious  way  ! 


75  SPIRITUAL  SONG8. 

2.  When  a  tempting  world  in  view 

Gains  upon  my  yielding  heart. 
When  its  pleasures  I  pursue, 

Then  one  look  of  pity  dart, — 

Teach  me  pleasures 
Which  the  world  can  ne'er  impart. 

3.  When  I  listen  to  Thy  word, 

In  Thy  temple  cold  and  dead  ; 
When  I  cannot  see  Thee,  Lord, 

All  faith's  little  day-light  fled,— 
Sun  of  glory, 
Beam  again  around  my  head. 

4.  When  Thy  statutes  I  forsake, 

When  my  graces  dimly  shine  ; 
When  my  covenant  I  break, 

Jesus,  then  remember  Thine, — 

Check  my  wandering^ 
By  a  look  of  love  divine. 

5.  When  Thy  heav'nly  dew  distils, 

And  my  views,  O  Lord,  are  clear, 
Clear  and  bright  from  Zion's  liills, — - 

Temper  joys  with  holy  fear, — 
Keep  me  watchful, 
Safe  alone  when  Thou  art  near. 


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6.  When  afflictions  cloud  my  sky,. 

When  the  tide  of  sorrow  flows, 
When  Thy  rod  is  lifted  high, 

Let  me  on  Thy  love  repose, — 

Stay  the  rough  wind, 
When  Thy  chilling  east  wind  blows. 

7.  When  the  vale  of  death  appears, 

Faint  and  cold  this  mortal  clay, 
Kind  Forerunner,  soothe  my  fears, 

Light  me  through  the  darksome  way — 
Break  the  shadows, 
Usher  in  eternal  day. 

J.   TAYLOR. 


53.  Psalm  cxxi.  1. 

1.  TTTELCOME,  days  of  solemn  meeting ! 

f  T      Welcome,  days  of  praise  and  prayer  ! 
Far  from  earthly  scenes  retreating, 
In  your  blessings  we  would  share, — 

Sacred  seasons, 
In  your  blessings  we  would  share. 

2.  Be  Thou  near  us,  blessed  Saviour, 

Still  at  morn  and  eve  the  same : 


BO  SPIRITUAL  SOXGS. 

Give  us  faith  that  cannot  waver, 
Kindle  in  us  heaven's  own  flame, — 

Blessed  Saviour, 
Kindle  in  us  heaven's  own  flame. 

3.     When  the  fervent  prayer  is  glowing, 
Holy  Spirit,  hear  that  prayer ; 
When  the  song  of  praise  is  flowing, 
Let  that  song  Thine  impress  bear,— 

Holy  Spirit, 
Let  that  song  Thine  impress  bear. 


54.  Revelations  v.  6. 

1.  T71ARTH  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long, 
XJ     'T  is  time  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Upwards,  dear  Father,  to  Thy  throne, 

And  to  my  native  skies. 

2.  There  the  blest  man,  my  Saviour  sits, 

The  God  !  how  bright  He  shines  1 
And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  countless  happy  minds. 

3.  Seraphs  with  elevated  strains 

Compass  the  throne  around, 
And  move  and  charm  the  starry  plains 
With  an  immortal  sound. 


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4.  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs ; 

Jesus,  my  God,  they  sing  ! 
Jesus,  the  life  of  both  our  joys, 
Sound  sweet  from  ev'ry  string. 

5.  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  song, 

And  be  an  angel  too  : 
My  heart,  my  ear,  my  hand,  my  tongue, 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 

6.  I  would  begin  the  music  here, 

And  so  my  soul  should  rise  : 
O  for  some  heav'nly  notes  to  bear 
My  praises  to  the  skies  ! 

7.  There  ye  that  love  my  Saviour  sit, 

There  I  would  fain  have  place, 
Among  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 
So  I  might  see  His  face. 

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55.  Psalm  cxlviii.  14. 

EARER,  my  God,  to  Thee,— 
Nearer  to  Thee ; 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee  ! 


82  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  comes  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I  'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 

3.  There  let  my  way  appear 

Steps  unto  beav'n, 
All  that  Thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  giv'n, 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee  I 

4.  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  Thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I  '11  raise ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

5.  And  when  on  joyful  wing, 

Cleaving  the  sky ; 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 
Upward  I  fly ; 


SPIRITUAL  SOXGS.  8* 

Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee ! 

SARAH   F.    ADAMS. 

5G.  Psalm  xxiii.  4. 

1.  nnHERE  is  an  hour  when  I  must  part 
J-     With  all  I  hold  most  dear  ; 

And  life,  with  its  best  hopes,  will  then 
As  nothingness  appear. 

2.  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  sink 

Beneath  the  stroke  of  death  ; 
And  yield  to  Him^who  gave  it  first, 
My  struggling  vital  breath. 

3.  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  stand 

Before  the  judgment  seat; 
And  all  my  sins,  and  all  my  foes, 
In  awful  vision  meet. 

4.  There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  look 

On  one  eternity  ; 
And  nameless  woe,  or  blissful  life, 
My  endless  portion  be. 

5.  O  Saviour,  then,  in  all  my  need, 

Be  near,  be  near  to  me  ; 
And  let  my  soul,  by  steadfast  faith, 
Find  life  and  heaven  in  Thee. 

ANDliEW   REED. 


84  SPIRIT  UAL  SONGS. 

57.  Acts  xxi.  13. 

1.  "ITT  HEN  the  spark  of  life  is  waning 

T  T  Weep  not  for  me  : 

"When  the  languid  eye  is  straining, 

Weep  not  for  me. 
When  the  feeble  pulse  is  ceasing, 
Start  not  at  its  swift  decreasing, 
'T  is  the  fettered  soul 's  releasing  ; 

Weep  not  for  me. 

2.  When  the  pangs  of  death  assail  me, 

Weep  not  for  me  : 
Christ  is  mine, — Hfe  cannot  fail  me, — 

Weep  not  for  me. 
Yes  !  though  sin  and  doubt  endeavour 
From  His  love  my  soul  to  sever, 
Jesus  is  my  strength  for  ever  ; 
Weep  not  for  me. 


DALE. 


58.  2  Timothy  iv.  6. 

1.     T  'M  going  to  leave  all  my  sadness, 

_L     I  'in  going  to  change  earth  for  heaven, 
There,  there  all  is  peace,  all  is  gladness, 

There  pureness  and  glory  are  given. 
Friends,  weep  not  in  sorrow  of  spirit, 

But  joy  that  my  time  here  is  o'er  ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

I  go  the  good  part  to  inherit,   . 
Where  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 

The  shadows  of  evening  are  fleeing, 

Morn  breaks  on  the  city  of  light ; 
This  moment  day  starts  into  being, 

Eternity  bursts  on  my  sight. 
The  first-born  redeem'd  from  all  trouble, 

(The  Lamb  that  was  slain  in  the  throng) 
Their  ardour  in  praising  redouble  :  — 

Breaks  not  on  the  ear  the  new  song  ? 

I  'm  going  to  tell  their  glad  story, 

To  share  in  their  transports  of  praise  ; 
I  'm  going  in  garments  of  glory, 

My  voice  to  unite  with  their  lays. 
Ye  fetters  corrupted,  then  leave  me  ; 

Thou  body  of  sin,  droop  and  die  ; 
Pains  of  earth,-  cease  ye  ever  to  grieve  me, 

From  you  't  is  for  ever  I  fly. 


59.  John  xxi.  16. 


1.     T\0  not  I  love  Thee,  0  my  Lord  ? 
U     Behold  my  heart,  and  see  ! 
And  cast  each  hated  idol  down, 
That  dares  to  rival  Thee. 
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86  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.     Do  not  I  love  Thee  from  my  soul  ? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love  ; 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 

When  Jesus  cannot  move. 

8.     Is  not  Thy  name  melodious  still, 
To  mine  attentive  ear  ? 
Does  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

4.     Thou  know'st  I  love  Thee,  gracious  Lord, 
But  O,  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  Thee  more. 

DODDKIDGE. 


60.  Exodus  xiv.  15. 

1.  T)RESS  forward  and  fear  not;  the  billows 
JL      may  roll, 

But  the  power  of  Jesus  their  rage  can  control  • 
Though  waves  rise  in  anger,  their  tumult  shall 

cease, 
One  word  of  His  bidding  shall  hush  them  to 

peace. 

2.  Press  forward  and  fear  not;  though  trial  be 

near, 
The  Lord  is  our  refuge, — whom  then  shall  wo 
fear  ? 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  87 

His  staff  is  our  comfort,  our  safe-guard  His 

rod; 
Then  let  us  be  steadfast,  and  trust  in  our  God. 

3.  Press  forward  and  fear  not ;  be  strong  in  the 

Lord, 
In  the  pow'r  of  His  promise,  the  truth  of  His 

word  ; 
Through  the  sea  and  the  desert  our  pathway 

may  tend, 
But  He  who  hath  sav'd  us  will  save  to  the 

end. 

4.  Press  forward  and  fear  not ;  we'll  speed  on 

our  way ; 
Why  should  we  e'er  shrink  from  our  path  in 

dismay  ? 
We  tread  but  the  road  which  our  Leader  has 

trod; 
Then  let  us  press  forward,  and  trust  in  our 

God. 


61.  Psalm  cvii.  1,  2. 

1.     T  ET  sinners  sav'd  give  thanks  and  sing 
JJ     Of  mercies  past,  of  joys  to  come  ; 
The  Lord  their  Saviour  is  and  King, 
The  cross  their  hope,  and  heav'n  their  home 


88  SPIRITUAL  SUXGS. 

2.  Let  sinners  sav'd  give  thanks  and  sing, — 
Sweet  is  the  subject  of  their  song, — 
Who,  made  the  children  of  a  King, 
Expect  to  sit  in  heav'n  ere  long. 

3.  Let  sinners  sav'd  give  thanks  and  sing, — 
The  Lord  has  kept  in  dangers  past ; 

And  oh  !  sweet  thought,  the  Lord  will  bring 
His  people  safe  to  heav'n  at  last. 

4.  Let  sinners  sav'd  give  thanks  and  sing, 
Of  Jesus  sing  through  all  their  days  ; 

In  heav'n  their  golden  harps  they  '11  string, 
And  then  for  ever  sing  His  praise. 


62.  Hebrews  xi.  16. 

1.  T  HAVE  a  home  above, 

JL     From  sin  and  sorrow  free  ; 
A  mansion  which  eternal  love 
Design'd  and  form'd  for  me. 

2.  My  Father's  gracious  hand 

Has  built  this  sweet  abode ; 
From  everlasting  it  was  plann'd  ; 
My  dwelling-place  with  God. 


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3.  My  Saviour's  precious  blood 

Has  made  my  title  sure  : 
He  pass'd  through  death's  dark  raging  flood, 
To  make  my  rest  secure. 

4.  The  Comforter  is  come, 

The  earnest  has  been  given  ; 
He  leads  me  onward  to  the  home, 
Reserved  for  me  in  heaven. 

5.  Bright  angels  guard  my  way, 

His  ministers  of  power, 
And  watching  round  me  night  and  day, 
Preserve  in  danger's  hour. 

6.  Lov'd  ones  are  gone  before, 

Whose  pilgrim  days  are  done  ; 
I  soon  shall  greet  them  on  that  shore 
Where  partings  are  unknown. 

7.  Thy  love,  most  gracious  Lord, 

My  joy  and  strength  shall  be, 
Till  Thou  shalt  speak  the  gladdening  word 
That  bids  me  rise  to  Thee. 

8.  And  then  through  endless  days, 

Where  all  Thy  glories  shine ; 
In  happier,  holier  strains  I'  11  praise 
The  grace  that  made  me  Thine. 

8*  H.    BENNETT. 


90  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

63.  2  Kings  iv.  26. 

1.  T)ELOVED,  "  it  is  well  !'r 

\j     God's  ways  are  always  right ; 
And  perfect  love  is  o'er  them  all, 
Tho'  far  above  our  sight. 

2.  Beloved,  l«  it  is  well  !" 

Tho'  deep  and  sore  the  smart, 
The  hand  that  wounds  knows  how  to  bind, 
And  heal  the  broken  heart. 

3.  Beloved,  "  it  is  well  !" 

Tho'  sorrow  clouds  our  way, 
'T  will  only  make  the  joy  more  dear 
That  ushers  in  the  day. 

4.  Beloved,  "  it  is  well  !" 

The  path  that  Jesus  trod, 
Tho'  rough,  and  strait,  and  dark  it  be, 
Leads  home  to  heaven  and  God. 


64.  2  Thessalonians  i.  7. 

1.     T  HEAR  a  voice  at  dawn  of  day, 
JL     And  to  my  heart  it  seems  to  say, 
When  sorrow  dims  hope's  brightest  ray, 
"There  's  rest  in  heaven." 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS!  91 

2.  I  hear  it  at  the  evening  tide, 
When  fitful  shadows  round  us  glide, 
Still  whispering  gently  at  my  side, 

"  There  's  rest  in  heaven." 

3.  E'en  at  noon's  busy  hour  I  hear 
The  same  sweet  word  accost  my  ear, 
With  power  to  stay  the  rising  tear, — 

"  There 's  rest  in  heaven." 

4.  Blest  words  !  which  tell  of  nought  but  joy, 
Of  endless  rest  without  alloy, 

Well  may  they  oft  our  thoughts  employ — 
"  There 's  rest  in  heaven." 

5.  Spirit  of  life  and  love  divine, 
Subdue  my  heart  and  make  it  Thine, 
That  I  may  dwell  upon  as  mine, 

That  "rest  in  heaven." 


65.  PMlippiam  iv.  6. 

1.     pRAYER  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man, 
X      Returning  whence  it  came  ; 
Love  is  the  sacred  fire  within, 
And  prayer  the  rising  flame. 


92  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  It  gives  the  burdened  spirit  ease, 

And  soothes  the  troubled  breast, 
Yields  comfort  to  the  mourning  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3.  The  prayers  and  praises  of  the  saints, 

Like  precious  odours  sweet, 
Ascend  and  spread  a  rich  perfume 
Around  the  mercy-seat. 

4.  When  God  inclines  the  heart  to  pray, 

He  hath  an  ear  to  hear ; 
To  Him  there 's  music  in  a  groan, 
And  beauty  in  a  tear. 

5.  The  humble  suppliant  cannot  fail 

To  have  his  wants  supplied, 

Since  He  for  sinners  intercedes, 

Who  once  for  sinners  died. 


B.    BEDDOME, 


66  Psalm  xviii.  1. 

1.     rFHEE  will  I  love,  my  strength,  my  tower  ; 
J.     Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown ; 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  power, 
In  all  Thy  works,  and  Thee  alone  ; 


SPIRITUAL  SOA  93 

Thee  will  I  love  till  sacred  fire 
Fills  my  whole  soul  with  pure  desire. 

2.  Ah  !  why  did  I  so  late  Thee  know, 

Thee  lovelier  than  the  sons  of  men  ? 
Ah  !  why  did  I  no  sooner  go 

To  Thee,  the  only  ease  in  pain  ? 
Ashamed  I  sigh  and  inly  mourn, 
That  I  so  late  to  Thee  did  turn. 

3.  In  darkness  willingly  I  strayed  ; 

1  heard  Thee,  yet  from  Thee  I  roved ; 
Far  wide  my  wandering  thoughts  were  spread ; 

Thy  creatures  more  than  Thee  I  loved  : 
And  now,  if  more  at  length  I  see, 
'Tis  through  Thy  light,  and  comes  from  Thee. 

4.  I  thank  Thee,  uncreated  Sun, 

That  Thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  shined; 
I  thank  Thee,  who  hast  overthrown 

My  foes,  and  healed  my  wounded  mind  ; 
I  thank  Thee,  whose  enlivening  voice 
Bids  my  free'd  heart  in  Thee  rejoice. 

5.  Uphold  me  in  the  upward  race, 

Nor  suffer  me  again  to  stray ; 
Strengthen  my  feet  with  steady  pace 
Still  to  press  forward  in  Tin  n 


94  SPIRITUAL  SOXGS. 

Let  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  Thy  sole  glory  now  unite. 

G.     Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown  ; 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  Lord,  my  God  ; 
Thee  will  I  love,  beneath  Thy  frown, 

Or  smile, — Thy  sceptre,  or  Thy  rod  ; 
What  though  my  flesh  and  heart  decay, 
Thee  shall  I  love  in  endless  day. 

WESLEY. 


67.  Galatians  vi.  1. 

1.  1"  00K  thou  with  j)ity  on  a  brother's  fall, 
JU     But  dwell  not  with  stern  anger  on  his 

fault ; 
The  grace  of  God  alone  holds  thee,  holds  all ; 
Were    that   withdrawn,    thou    too    would  'st 
swerve  and  halt. 

2.  Lead  back  the  wanderer  to  the  Saviour's  fold; 
That  were  an  action  worthy  of  a  saint ; 

But  not  in  malice  let  the  crime  be  told, 
Nor  publish  to  the  world  the  evil  taint. 

3.  The  Saviour  surfers  when  His  children  slide ; 
Then  is  His  holy  name  by  men  blasphem'd, 
And  He  afresh  is  mocked,  and  crucified 
Even  by  those  His  bitter  death  redeemed. 


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Rebuke  the  sin,  but  yet  in  1-ove  rebuke, 
Feel  as  one  member  in  another's  pain  ; 
Win  back  the  soul  that  His  fair  path  forsook, 
And  mighty  and  eternal  is  the  gain. 


68.  Psalm  cxix.  105. 

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1.  Tt70ULD'ST  thou  be  wise,  and  know  the 
Lord  ? 

Would'st  thou  believe  aright  ? 

Make  the  blest  volume  of  His  word 

Thy  rule,  thy  guide,  thy  light. 

2.  Here  is  the  spring  where  waters  flow 

To  quench  our  heat  of  sin ; 
Here  is  the  tree  where  truth  doth  grow. 
To  lead  our  lives  therein. 

3.  Here  is  the  Judge  that  stints  the  strife, 

"When  men's  devices  fail ; 
Here  is  the  bread  that  feeds  the  life 
Which  death  cannot  assail. 

4.  The  tidings  of  salvation  dear 

Come  to  our  ears  from  hence  ; 
The  fortress  of  our  faith  is  here, 
Our  shield,  and  our  defence. 


96  SF1R11  UAL  SOXGS. 

5.  Read  not  this  book  in  any  case 

But  with  a  single  eye  ; 
Read  not  but  first  desire  God's  grace 
To  understand  thereby. 

6.  Pray  still  in  faith  with  this  respect, 

To  fructify  therein ; 
That  knowledge  may  bring  this  effect, 
To  mortify  thy  sin. 


Then  happy  thou  in  all  thy  life, 

Whatso  to  thee  befalls  ; 
Yea  !  doubly  happy  shalt  thou  be, 

When  God  by  death  thee  calls. 

GRESSOP.     a.  d.   1550. 


69.  ^  Thessalonians  iii.  13. 

1.  T)  RE  AST  the  wave,  Christian,  when  it  is 
JD  strongest ; 

"Watch  for  day,  Christian,  when  the  night 's 

longest ; 
Onward  and  onward  still  be  thine  endeavour, 
The  rest  that  remaineth  will  be  for  ever. 

2.  Fight  the  fight,  Christian,  Jesus  is  o'er  thee  ; 
Run  the  race,  Christian,  heaven  is  before  thee  ; 


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He  who  hath  promised  faltereth. never; 
The  love  of  eternity  flows  on  for  ever. 

3.     Raise  the  eye,  Christian,  just  as  it  closeth  ; 
Lift  the  heart,  Christian,  ere  it  repose th  ; 
Thee  from  the  love  of  Christ  nothing  shall 

sever, 
Mount  when  thy  work  is  done, — praise  Him 

for  ever. 

JOSEPH   STAMMEHS. 


70-  EzeMel  xi.  16. 

1.  TESUS  our  Lord  !  to  thee  we  call, 

U      Thou  art  our  life,  our  hope,  our  all ; 
And  we  have  nowhere  else  to  flee, 
No  sanctuary,  Lord,  but  Thee. 

2.  Whatever  foes  or  fears  betide, 

In  Thy  dear  presence  let  us  hide  ; 
And  while  we  rest  our  souls  on  Thee, 
Do  Thou  our  sanctuary  be. 

3.  Quickly  the  day  of  light  draws  nigh, 
Or  we  may  bow  our  heads  and  die  ; 
But  oh  !  what  joy  this  witness  gives  I 
Jesus,  our  sanctuary,  lives. 


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4.     He  from  the  grave  our  dust  will  raise, 
We  in  the  heavens  shall  sing  His  praise 
And  when  in  glory  we  appear, 
He  '11  be  our  sanctuary  there. 


71.  Ecclesiastes  xi.  6. 

1.  Q  OW  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 

L»     At  eve  hold  not  thine  hand  ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed, — 
Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2.  Beside  all  waters  sow, 

The  highway  furrows  stock  ; 
Drop  it  where  thorns  and  thistles  growf 
Scatter  it  on  the  rock. 

3.  The  good,  the  fruitful  ground, 

Expect  not  everywhere ; 
O'er  hill  and  dale,  by  plots,  't  is  found  ; 
Go  forth  then  everywhere. 

4.  Thou  know'st  not  which  may  thrive, 

The  late  or  early  sown  ; 
Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strown  : 


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j.     And  duly  shall  appear. 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

C.     Thou  can'st  not  toil  in  vain  ; 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain, 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

7.     Thence,  when  the  glorious  end, 
The  day  of  God  is  come, 
The  angel  reapers  shall  descend, 
And  heaven  cry,  "  Harvest  home." 

MONTGOMERY, 


72.  1  Samuel  vii.  12. 

1.  A  ND  are  we  yet  alive, 

J\.     And  see  each  other's  face  ! 
Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give 
For  His  redeeming  grace  ! 

2.  Preserv'd  by  power  divine, 

To  full  salvation  here, 
Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join, 
And  in  His  sight  appear. 


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3.  What  troubles  have  we  seen. 

What  conflicts  have  we  past, 
Fightings  without  and  fears  within, 
Since  we  assembled  last ! 

4.  But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  brought  us  by  His  love  ; 
And  still  He  doth  his  help  afford, 
And  hides  our  life  above. 

5.  Then  let  us  make  our  boast  * 

Of  His  redeeming  power, 
Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost, 
Till  we  can  sin  no  more. 

6.  Let  us  take  up  the  cross, 

Till  we  the  crown  obtain  ; 
And  gladly  reckon  all  things  loss, 
So  we  may  Jesus  gain. 

WESLEY. 


73.  Luke  xviii.  1. 

1.     T)  RATER  was  appointed  to  convey 
J_       The  blessings  God  designs  to  give  ; 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray, 
For  only  while  they  pray  they  live. 


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2.  The  Christian's  heart  his  prayer  indites, 
He  speaks  as  prompted  from  within  ; 
The  Spirit  his  petition  writes, 

And  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  in. 

3.  And  wilt  thou  in  dead  silence  lie, 

When  Christ  stands  waiting  for  thy  prayer  ? 
My  soul,  thou  hast  a  Friend  on  high  ; — 
Arise  and  try  thy  interest  there. 

4.  If  pains  afflict  or  wrongs  oppress, 
If  cares  distract  or  fears  dismay, 
If  guilt  deject,  if  sin  distress, 
The  remedy  's  before  thee, — pray. 

5.  'Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak, 
Though  thought  be  broken,  language  lame  ; 
Pray  if  thou  canst  or  canst  not  speak  ; 

But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

6.  Depend  on  Him,  thou  canst  not  fail ; 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known  ; 
Fear  not,  His  merits  must  prevail ; 
Ask  what  thou  wLH,  it  shall  be  done. 

JOSEPH    HART. 


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102      .  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

74.  Romans  xiii.  12. 

1.  QOOX  and  for  ever  the  breaking  of  day 

U     Shall  chase  all  the  night-clouds  of  sor- 
row away ; 
Soon  and  for  ever  we  '11  see  as  we  're  seen, 
And  know  the  deep  meaning  of  things  that 
have  been, — 
"Where  fightings  without  and  conflicts  within 
Shall  weary  no  more  in  the  warfare  with 
sin, — 
Where   tears,    and  where  fears,    and  where 
death  shall  be  never, 
Christians  with  Christ  shall  be  soon  and 
for  ever. 

2.  Soon  and  for  ever, — such  promise  our  trust, — 

Though  ashes  to  ashes,  and  dust  be  to  dust, 
Soon  and  for  ever  our  union  shall  be 

Made  perfect,  our  glorious  Redeemer,  in 
Thee; 
When  the  cares  and  the  sorrows  of  time  shall 
be  o'er, 
Its  pangs  and  its  partings  remembered  no 
more, 
Where  life  cannot  fail  and  where  death  can- 
not sever, 
Christians  with  Christ  shall  be  soon  and 
for  ever. 


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Soon  and  for  ever  the  work  shall  be  done, 

The  warfare  accomplished,  the  victory  won ; 
Soon  and  for  ever  the  soldier  lav  down 

The  sword  for  a  harp,  the  cross  for  a  crown : 
Then  droop  not  in  sorrow,  despond  not  in 
fear, 
A  glorious  to-morrow  is  brightening  and 
near, 
When — blessed  reward  for  each  faithful  en- 
deavour,— 
Christians  with  Christ  shall  be  soon  and 
for  ever  ! 


75.  Psalm  lxxiii.  25,  26. 

1.     pASS  away  earthly  joy, 
L      Break  every  mortal  tie, 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 
Dark  is  the  wilderness  ; 
Distant  the  resting-place  ; 
Jesus  alone  can  bless  : — 
Jesus  is  mine  I 


Tempt  not  my  soul  away, 
Here  would  I  ever  stay, 
Jesus  is  mine  1 


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Perishing  things  of  clay, 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day, 
Pass  from  my  heart  away, 
Jesus  is  mine  ! 

3.  Fare  ye  well,  dreams  of  night 
Mine  is  a  dawning  bright, 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried 
Left  but  a  dismal  void  ; 
Jesus  has  satisfied, — 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 

4.  Farewell  mortality, 
Welcome  eternity, 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 
Welcome  ye  scenes  of  rest,' 
Welcome  ye  mansions  blest, 
Welcome  a  Saviour's  breast, 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 


76.  Psalm  lxv.  2. 

1.     rriHERE  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 
X     Beneath  the  wing  of  night ; 
There  is  an  ear  that  never  shuts, 
When  sink  the  beams  of  light. 


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2.  There  is  an  arm  that  never  tires, 

When  human  strength  gives  way  ; 
There  is  a  love  that  never  fails, 
When  earthly  loves  decay. 

3.  That  eye  is  fix'cl  on  seraph  throngs  ; 

That  arm  upholds  the  sky  ; 
That  ear  is  fiil'd  with  angel  songs  ; 
That  love  is  thron'd  on  high. 

4.  But  there  's  a  power  which  man  can  wield, 

When  mortal  aid  is  vain, 
That  eye.  that  arm,  that  love  to  reach 
That  listening  ear  to  gain. 

5.  That  power  is  prayer  ;  which  soars  on  high 

Through  Jesus  to  the  throne, 
And  moves  the  hand  which  moves  the  world, 
To  bring  salvation  down. 

JOHN   A.   WALLACE. 


77.  Ezekiel  xxxiv.  23. 

GRACIOUS  Shepherd  !  bind  us 
With  cords  of  love  to  Thee, 
And  evermore  remind  us 
How  mercy  set  us  free. 


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106  SPlRtfUAL  SONGS. 

O  may  Thy  Holy  Spirit 
Set  this  before  our  eyes, 

That  we  Thy  death  and  merit 
Above  all  else  may  prize. 

2      We  are  of  our  salvation 

Assured  through  Thy  love  ; 
Yet  oh  !  on  each  occasion 

How  faithless  do  we  prove  ! 
Thou  hast  our  sins  forgiven, — 

Then  leaving  all  behind, 
We  would  press  on  to  heaven, 

Bearing  the  prize  in  mind. 

3.     Grant  us  henceforth,  dear  Saviour, 

While  in  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  look  to  Thee  and  never 

Give  way  to  anxious  fears. 
Thou,  Lord,  wilt  not  forsake  us, 

Though  we  are  oft  to  blame ; 
Oh  !  let  Thy  love  then  make  us 

Hold  fast  Thy  faith  and  name. 


78.  1  John  i.  7. 


1  w 


ALK  in  the  light !  so  Shalt  thou  know 
That  fc  lowship  of  love, 


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His  Spirit  only  can  bestow 
Who  reigns  in  light  above. 

2.  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  find 

Thy  heart  made  truly  His, 
"Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  whom  no  darkness  is. 

3.  Walk  in  the  light !  and  sin  abhorr'd 

Shall  ne'er  defile  again  ; 
The  blood  of  Jesus  Christ  the  Lord 
Shall  cleanse  from  every  sin. 

4.  Walk  in  the  light !  and  e'en  the  tomb 

No  fearful  shade  shall  wear  ; 
Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 
For  Christ  hath  conquer*  d  there. 

5.  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  see 

Thy  path,  tho'  thorny,  bright, 
For  God  by  grace  shall  dwell  in  thee 
And  God  Himself  is  light. 

BERNARD   BARTON. 

79.  1  Peter  ii.  21,  22,  23. 

1.     TTTHAT  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 
T  T       Around  Thy  steps  below  ! 
What  patient  love  was  seen  in  all 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe  I 


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2.  For  ever  on  Thy  burden'd  heart 

A  weight  of  sorrow  hung ; 
Yet  no  ungentle  murmuring  word 
Escap'd  Thy  silent  tongue. 

3.  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despite,  revile. 

Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove  ; 
Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still, 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

4.  Oh  !  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  Thee, — 

Like  Thee,  O  Lord%  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  other's  sins,  than  all 

The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 

5.  One  with  Thyself,  may  every  eye 

In  us,  Thy  brethren,  see 
That  gentleness  and  grace  that  spring 
h  Thee. 

SIK    EDWARD    DENKi'. 


80.  John  xx.  28. 

1.      TESUS,  Thy  name  I  love, 
V      All  other  names  above, 

Jesus  my  Lord  1 
Oh  !  Thou  art  all  to  me, 
Nothing  to  please  I  see, 
Nothing  apart  from  Thee, 
Jesus  my  Lord  ! 


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2.  Thou,  blessed  Son  of  God, 
Hast  bought  me  with  Thy  blood, 

Jesus  my  Lord ! 
Oh  !  how  great  is  Thy  love, 
All  other  loves  above, 
Love  that  I  daily  prove, 

Jesus  my  Lord  ! 

3.  When  unto  Thee  I  flee, 
Thou  wilt  my  refuge  be, 

Jesus  my  Lord ! 
What  need  I  now  to  fear, 
What  earthly  grief  or  care, 
Since  Thou  art  ever  near  ? 

Jesus  my  Lord ! 

4.  Soon  Thou  wilt  come  again  ' 
I  shall  be  happy  then, 

Jesus  my  Lord ! 
Then  Thine  own  face  I  '11  see, 
Then  I  shall  like  Thee  be, 
Then  evermore  with  Thee, 

Jesus  my  Lord ! 

J.   G.   DECK. 


81.  Revelations  ii.  28. 

1.     rFHERE  is  a  morning  star,  my  soul, 
X     There  is  a  morning  star  ; 
10 


110  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

'  T  will  soon  be  near  and  bright,  tho'  now 

It  seems  so  dim  and  far. 
And  when  time's  stars  have  come  and  gone, 
And  every  mist  of  earth  has  flown, 
That  better  star  shall  rise, 
On  this  world's  clouded  skies, 

To  shine  for  ever. 

2.     The  night  is  well  nigh  spent,  my  soul, 
The  night  is  well  nigh  spent, 
And  soon  above  our  heads  shall  shine 

A  glorious  firmament, 
Unutterably  pure  and  bright, — 
The  Lamb  once  slain,  its  perfect  light, — 
A  light  unchanging  and  divine, 
A  star  that  shall  unclouded  shine, 
Descending  never. 

H.    BONAR. 


82  1  John  iv.  8. 

1.     TT7E  cannot  always  trace  the  way, 

T  ?       Where  Thou,  our  gracious  Lord,  dost 
move, 
But  we  can  always  surely  say, 

That  Thou  art  love. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  Ill 

2.  When  fear  its  gloomy  cloud  will  fling 
O'er  earth, — our  souls  to  heaven  above 
As  to  their  sanctuary  spring, 

For  Thou  art  love. 

3.  When  myst'ry  shrouds  our  darken'd  path, 
We  '11  check  our  dread,  our  doubts  reprove ; 
In  this  our  soul  sweet  comfort  hath, 

That  Thou  art  love. 

4.  Yes  !  Thou  art  love ;  a  truth  like  this 
Can  every  gloomy  thought  remove, 
And  turn  all  tears,  all  woes  to  bliss ; — 

Our  God  is  love. 


83.  Psalm  civ.  34. 

1.  T  JOURNEY .  through    a   desert  drear  and 
I     wild, 

Yet  is  my  heart  by  such  sweet  thoughts  be- 

■   guiled, 

Of  Him  on  whom  I  lean,  my  strength,  my 

stay, 
I  can  forget  the  sorrows  of  the  way. 

2.  Thoughts  of  His  love, — the  root  of   every 

grace, 
Which  finds  in  this  poor  heart  a  dwelling 
place ; 


112  SPIRITUAL  SONGS 

The   sunshine   of  my   soul,   than   day  more 

bright, 
And  my  calm  pillow  of  repose  by  night. 

3.  Thoughts   of   His  sojourn   in   this  vale    of 

tears ; — 
The  tale  of  love  unfolded  in  those  years 
Of  sinless  suffering  and  patient  grace, 
I  love  again,  and  yet  again  to  trace. 

4.  Thoughts  of  His  death; — upon  the   cross  I 

gaze, 
And  there  behold  its  sad,  yet  healing  rays ; 
Beacon  of  hope,  which  lifted  up  on  high, 
Illumes  with  heav'nly  light  the  tear-dimm'd 

eye. 

5.  Thoughts   of  His   coming-; — for   that  joyful 

day 
In  patient  hope  I  watch,  and  wait,  and  pray ; 
The  day  draws  nigh,  the  midnight  shadows 

flee; 
Oh  !  what  a  sun-rise  will  that  advent  be ! 

6.  Thus,  while  I  journey  on  my  Lord  to  meet, 
My  thoughts  and  meditations  are  so  sweet 
Of  Him  on  whom  I  lean,  my  strength,  my 

stay, 
I  can  forget  the  sorrows, ol  the  way. 

M.    J.  WALKER. 


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84.  Exodus  xv.  2. 

1.  JEHOVAH  is  our  strength, 

V      And  He  shall  be  our  song ; 
We  shall  o'ercoine  at  length. 

Although  our  foes  be  strong  : 
In  vain  doth  Satan  then  oppose, 
The  Lord  is  stronger  than  His  foes. 

2.  The  Lord  our  refuge  is, 

And  ever  will  remain ; 
Since  He  hath  made  us  His, 

He  will  our  cause  maintain  ; 
In  vain  our  enemies  oppose, 
For  God  is  stronger  than  His  foes. 

3.  The  Lord  our  portion  is, 

What  can  we  wish  for  more  ? 
As  long  as  we  are  His, 

We  never  can  be  poor : 
In  vain  do  earth  and  hell  oppose, 
For  God  is  stronger  than  His  foes. 

4.  The  Lord  our  Shepherd  is, 

He  knows  our  every  need; 
And  since  we  now  are  His, 

His  care  our  souls  will  feed : 
In  vain  do  sin  and  death  oppose, 
For  God  is  stronger  than  His  foes. 
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114  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.     Our  God  our  Father  is, 

Our  names  are  on  His  heart ; 
"We  ever  shall  be  His, 

He  ne'er  from  us  will  part : 
In  vain  the  world  and  flesh  oppose, 
For  God  is  stronger  than  His  foes. 


85.  John  xvii.  12. 

1.  A  LAMB  of  God  !  still  keep  me 
\J  Kear  to  Thy  wounded  side  ; 
'T  is  only  then  in  safety 

And  peace  I  can  abide. 
What  foes  and  snares  surround  me  1 

AVhat  doubts  and  fears  within  ! 
The  grace  that  sought  and  found  me, 

Alone  can  keep  me  clean. 

2.  'T  is  only  in  Thee  hiding, 

I  feel  my  life  secure, — 
Only  in  Thee  abiding, 

The  conflict  can  endure  : 
Thine  arm  the  vict'ry  gaineth 

O'er  every  hateful  foe  ; 
Thy  love  my  heart  sustaineth 

In  all  its  cares  and  woe. 


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Soon  shall  my  eyes  behold  Thee 

With  rapture,  face  to  face  ; 
One  half  hath  not  been  told  me 

Of  all  Thy  power  and  grace ; 
Thy  beauty,  Lord,  and  glory, 

The  wonders  of  Thy  love, 
Shall  be  the  endless  story 

Of  all  Thy  saints  above. 

J.   G.  DECK. 


86.  Canticles  ii.  16. 

1.  T  ONG  did  I  toil,  and  knew  no  earthly  rest ; 
JU     Far  did  I  rove,  and  found  no  certain 

home ; 
At  last  I  sought  them  in  His  sheltering  breast, 
Who  opes  His  arms  and  bids  the  weary 

come ; 
In  Christ  I  found  a  home,  a  rest  divine, 
And  I  since  then  am  His,  and  He  is  mine. 

2.  Yes !    He  is   mine  !  and  nought  of  earthly 

things — 
Not  all  the  charms  of  pleasure,  wealth  oi 

power, 
The  fame  of  heroes  or  the  pomp  of  kings — 
Could  tempt  me  to  forego  His  love  an  hour ; 


116  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

"  Go,  worthless  world,"  I  cry,  "  with  all  tliat's 

thine ; 
Go,  I  my  Saviour's  am,  and  He  is  mine." 

3.  The  good  I  have  is  from  His  stores  supplied, 

The  ill  is  only  what  He  deems  the  best ; 
He  for  my  Friend,  I  'm  rich  with  naught  be- 
side, 
And  poor,  without  Him,  though  of  all  pos- 
sest ; 
Changes  may  come, — I  take,  or  I  resign, 
Content  while  I  am  His,  and  He  is  mine. 

4.  Whate'er  may  change,  in  Him  no  change  is 

seen, — 
A  glorious  sun  that  wanes  not,  nor  declines ; 
Above  the  clouds  and  storms  He  walks  un- 
seen, 
And    sweetly  on    His    people's    darkness 
shines ; 
All  may  depart, — I  fret  not  nor  repine, 
While  I  my  Saviour's  am,  and  He  is  mine. 

5.  While  here,  alas  !  I  know  but  half  His  love, 

But  half  discern  Him,  and  but  half  adore ; 
But  when  I  meet  Him  in  the  realms  above, 
I  hope  to  love  Him  better,  praise   Him 
more. 


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And  feel  and  tell  amid  the  choir  divine, 
How  fully  I  am  His,  and  He  is  mine. 


87.  Psalm  lvii.  1. 

merciful  to  me,  0 
Be  merciful  to  me 


1.     T)E  merciful  to  me,  0  God, 


For  though  I  sink  beneath.  Thy  rod, 
Yet  do  I  trust  in  Thee. 

2.  Thou  art  my  refuge,  and  I  know 

My  burden  Thou  dost  bear, 
And  I  would  seek,  where'er  I  go, 
To  cast  on  Thee  my  care. 

3.  Thou  knowest,  Lord,  my  flesh  how  frail, 

Strong  tho'  my  spirit  be ; 
Oh  !  then  assist,  when  foes  assail, 
The  soul  that  clings  to  Thee. 

4.  And,  gracious  Lord,  whate'er  befal, 

A  thankful  heart  be  mine, — 
A  heart  that  answers  to  Thy  call, 
One  that  is  wholly  Thine. 

5.  And  may  I  ne'er  forget  that  Thou 

Wilt  soon  return  again, 
And  those  who  love  Thy  coming  now, 
Shall  shine  in  glorv  then 


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88.  Psalm  cxlix.   1— 4-. 

1.  "nilATSE  ye  Jehovah,  praise  the  Lord  most 
X  holy, 

Who  cheers  the  contrite,  girds  with  strength 

the  weak ; 
Praise  Him  who  will  with  glory  crown   the 

lowly, 
And  with  salvation  beautify  the  meek. 

2.  Praise  ye  the  Lord  for  all  His  loving-kind- 

ness, 
And  all  the  tender  mercies  He  hath  shewn  ; 
Praise   Him  who   pardons   all   our  sin   and 

blindness, 
And  calls  us  sons,  and  takes  us  for  His  own. 

3.  Praise  ye   Jehovah !    source  of   every  bless- 

ing,— 

Before  His  gifts  earth's  richest  boons  are  dim  ; 

Kesting  in  Him,  His  peace  and  joy  possess- 
ing, 

All  things  are  ours,  for  we  have  all  in  Him. 

4     Praise  ye  the  Father!    God  the  Lord  who 
gave  us, 
With  full  and  perfect  love,  His  only  Son  ; 


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Praise  ye  the  Son  who  died  Himself  to  save 

us ! 
Praise  ye  the  Spirit !     Praise  the  Three  in 

One! 


89.  Psalm  xxxii.  7. 

1.  mHOU  art  my  hiding-place,  O  Lord  ! 
X     In  Thee  I  put  my  trust, 
Encouraged  by  Thy  holy  word, 

A  feeble  child  of  dust : — 
I  have  no  argument  beside, 

I  urge  no  other  plea, 
And  't  is  enough  my  Saviour  died, 

My  Saviour  died  for  me  ! 

2.  When  storms  of  fierce  temptation  beat, 

And  furious  foes  assail, 
My  refuge  is  the  mercy-seat, 

My  hope  within  the  veil. 
From  strife  of  tongues,  and  bitter  words, 

My  spirit  flies  to  Thee  ; 
Joy  to  my  heart  the  thought  affords, 

My  Saviour  died  for  me  ! 

3.  '  Mid  trials  heavy  to  be  borne, 

When  mortal  strength  is  vain, — 


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A  heart  with  grief  and  anguish  torn, — 

A  body  rack'd  with  pain, — 
Ah  !  what  could  give  the  sufferer  rest, 

Bid  every  murmur  flee, 
But  this,  the  witness  in  my  breast, 

My  Saviour  died  for  me  ! 

4.     And  when  Thine  awful  voice  commandg 

This  body  to  decay, 
And  life,  in  its  last  lingering  sands, 

Is  ebbing  fast  away, — 
Then,  though  it  be  in  accents  weak, 

And  faint  and  tremblingly, 
O  give  me  strength  in  death  to  speak, 

"  My  Saviour  died  for  me  !" 

THOS.   RAFFLES. 


90.  Colossians  iii.  11. 

1.  TESUS,  my  Saviour,  look  on  me  I 
V      For  I  am  weary  and  opprest ; 
I  come  to  cast  my  soul  on  Thee  ; — 

Thou  art  my  rest. 

2.  Look  down  on  me,  for  I  am  weak  ; 
I  feel  the  toilsome  journey's  length  ; 
Thine  aid  omnipotent  I  seek  ; — 

Thou  art  niy  strength. 


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8.     I  am  bewilder'd  on  my  way  ; 

Dark  and  tempestuous  is  the  night : 

0  shed  Thou  forth  some  cheering  ray  ; — 

Thou  art  my  light. 

4.  I  hear  the  storms  around  me  rise, 

But  when  I  dread  th'  impending  shock, 
My  spirit  to  her  refuge  flies  ; — 

Thou  art  my  rock. 

5.  When  the  accuser  flings  his  darts, 

1  look  to  Thee, — my  terrors  cease  ; 
Thy  cross  a  hiding-place  imparts  ; — 

Thou  art  my  peace. 

6.  Standing  alone  on  Jordan's  brink, 
In  that  tremendous,  latest  strife, 
Thou  wilt  not  suffer  me  to  sink  ; — 

Thou  art  my  life, 

7.  Thou  wilt  my  ev'ry  want  supply, 
E'en  to  the  end,  whate'er  befall ; 
Through  life,  in  death,  eternally, 

Thou  art  my  all. 

J.    Ii.    MACDUFF. 


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122  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

91.  Hebrews  iv.  15. 

1.  TESUS,  my  sorrow  lies  too  deep 
(J      For  human  ministry  ; 

It  knows  not  how  to  tell  itself 
To  any  but  to  Thee. 

2.  Thou  dost  remember  still,  amid 

The  glories  of  God's  throne, 
The  sorrows  of  mortality. 

For  they  were  once  Thine  own. 

3.  Yes  !  for  as  if  Thou  would'st  be  God, 

E'en  in  Thy  misery, 
There  's  been  no  sorrow  but  Thine  own 
Untouched  by  sympathy. 

4.  Jesus,  my  fainting  sjjirit  brings 

Its  fearfulness  to  Thee  ; 
Thine  eye  at  least  can  penetrate 
The  clouded  mystery. 

5.  It  is  enough,  my  precious  Lord, 

Thy  tender  sympathy  ! 
There  is  no  sorrow  e'er  so  deep, 
But  I  may  bring  to  Thee. 


H.    BONAI?. 


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92.  1  Peter  i.  8. 

1.  JESUS,  I  love  Thee,  Thou  dost  know 

V      How  true  my  love,  how  deep  my  woe, 

Almost  too  deep  to  bear  ! 
But  Thou  wilt  guide  me  by  Thy  hand, 
Strong  in  Thy  strength  1  yet  may  stand, 

Still  resting  in  Thy  care. 

2.  Thou  wilt  not  leave  the  weakest  one  : 
Though  every  outward  hope  be  gone, 

I  know  that  Thou  art  nigh  ; 
Man  knows  not  what  my  sufferings  are  ; 
He  cannot  know  ;  he  would  not  care  ; 

But  Thou  art  sympathy. 

3.  Thou  wilt  not  let  my  footsteps  fail, 

Nor  let  me,  journeying  through  this  vale, 

Bring  on  Thy  Gospel  shame  ; 
(  Tho'  nought  is  mine  but  sin  and  woe, 

Yet  in  Thy  righteousness  I  go, 

And  Triumph  in  Thy  name. 

4.  And  when  the  bitter  cup  is  past, 
And  when  I  sink  in  death  at  last, 

It  is  to  be  with  Thee ; 
To  come  with  Thee  in  clouds  of  heaven, 
Ransom'd,  pure,  holy,  Thine,  forgiven, 

Ever  to  reign  with  Thee. 


124  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

93.  Psalm  xxxix.  9. 

1.  TT  is  Thy  hand,  my  God  ! 

J-     My  sorrow  comes  from  Thee  ; 
I  bow  beneath  Thy  chastening  rod  ; 
'Tis  love  that  braises  me. 

2.  I  would  not  murmur,  Lord, 

Before  Thee  I  am  dumb  ! — 
Lest  I  should  breathe  one  murmuring  word, 
To  Thee  for  help  I  come. 

3.  My  God  !  Thy  name  is  love, 

A  Father's  hand  is  Thine  ; 
With  tearful  eye  I  look  above, 
And  cry,  "Thy  will  be  mine." 

4.  I  know  Thy  will  is  right, 

Though  it  may  seem  severe  ; 

Thy  path  is  still  unsullied  light, 

Though  dark  it  oft  appear. 

5.  Jesus  for  me  hath  died  ; 

Thy  Son  Thou  did'st  not  spare  ; 
His  pierced  hands,  His  bleeding  side, 
Thy  love  for  me  declare. 

6.  Here  my  poor  heart  can  rest, 

My  God  !  it  cleaves  to  Thee ; 


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Thy  will  is  love,  Thine  end   is  blest, 
All  work  for  good  to  me, 

J.    G.   DECK. 

94.  Isaiah  xlii.  16. 

1  T  KXOW  not  the  way  I  am  going, 
JL  But  well  do  I  know  my  guide ; 
With  a  child-like  trust  I  give  my  hand 

To  the  mighty  Friend  by  my  side. 
The  only  thing  that  I  say  to  Him, 

As  He  takes  it,  is,  "  Hold  it  fast, 
Suffer  me  not  to  lose  my  way, 

And  bring  me  home  at  last." 

2.     As  when  some  helpless  wanderer, 

Alone  in  an  unknown  land, 
Tells  the  guide  his  destined  place  of  rest, 

And  leaves  all  else  in  his  hand: 
'T  is  home,  't  is  home,  that  we  wish  to  reach  ; 

He  who  guides  us  may  choose  the  way; 
Little  we  heed  what  path  we  take, 

If  nearer  home  each  clav. 


95-  Bomansxni.il. 

E  sweetly  solemn  tl 

Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er,-— 


1.     /\NE  sweetly  solemn  thought 


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I  am  nearer  home  to-day, 

Than  I  ever  have  been  before. 

2.  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  the  many  mansions  be ; 
Nearer  the  great  white  throne  ; 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea. 

3.  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  we  lay  our  burdens  down  ; 
Nearer  leaving  the  cross  ; 
Nearer  gaining  the  crown. 

4.  But  lying  darkly  between, 

Winding  down  through  the  night, 
Is  the  deep  and  unknown  stream, 
To  be  cross'd  ere  we  reach  the  light. 

5      Jesus,  perfect  my  trust, 

Strengthen  the  hand  of  my  faith  ; 
Let  me  feel  Thee  near  when  I  stand 
On  the  edge  of  the  shore  of  death  : 

6.     Feel  Thee  near  when  my  feet 
Are  slipping  over  the  brink; 
For  it  may  be  I'm  nearer  home- 
Nearer  now  than  I  think. 

PHCEBE    V.K 


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96.  1  Thessalonians  iv.  14. 

1.  A  SLEEP  in  Jesus  !  Blessed  sleep  ! 

J\.     From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep , 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes  ! 

2.  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  Oh,  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing, 

That  Death  has  lost  his  venom'd  sting  ! 

3.  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  Peaceful  rest  ! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest : 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4.  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  Oh,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be  ! 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie 
Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high. 

C.     Asleep  in  Jesus  !   Time  nor  space 
Debars  this  precious  hiding-place; 
On  Indian  plains  or  Northern  snows, 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

6.     Asleep  in  Jesus  !  Far  from  thee, 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be  ; 


128  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

MARGARET    MACKAY. 


97.  Hebrews  iv.  3. 

1.      TESUS,  we  rest  in  Thee  ! 

t)      In  Thee  ourselves  we  hide ; 
Laden  with  guilt  and  misery, 

Where  could  we  rest  beside  ? 
'T  is  on  thy  meek  and  lowly  breast, 
Our  weary  souls  alone  can  rest. 


Thou  holy  One  of  God  ! 

The  Father  rests  in  Thee, 
And  in  the  savour  of  that  blood 

Once  shed  on  Calvary. 
The  curse  is  gone — through  Thee  we're  blest; 
God  rests  in  Thee — in  Thee  we  rest. 


The  slaves  of  sin  and  fear,— 

Thy  truth  our  bondage  broke  : 
Our  happy  spirits  love  to  wear 

Thy  light  and  easy  yoke. 
The  love  which  fills  our  grateful  breast 
Makes  duty  joy,  and  labour  rest. 


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Soon  the  bright  glorious  day, 

The  rest  of  God  shall  come  ; 
Sorrow  and  sin  shall  pass  away, 

And  we  shall  reach  our  home ; 
Then,  of  the  promis'd  land  possess'd, 
Our  souls  shall  know  eternal  rest. 


98-  .  1  Thessalonians  iv.  13. 

1.  nnAKE  comfort,  Christians,  when  your  friends 
X     In  Jesus  fall  asleep  ; 

Their  better  being  never  ends, — 
Why  then  dejected  weep  ? 

2.  Why  inconsolable,  as  those 

To  whom  no  hope  is  given  ! 

Death  is  the  messenger  of  peace, 

And  calls  the  soul  to  heaven. 

3.  As  Jesus  died,  and  rose  again, 

Victorious  from  the  dead, 
So  His  disciples  rise,  and  reign 
With  their  triumphant  Head. 

4.  The  time  draws  nigh,  when  from  the  clouda 

Christ  shall  with  shouts  descend  ; 
And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
The  heavens  and  earth  shall  rend. 


130  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.  Then  they  who  live  shall  changed  be. 

And  they  who  sleep  shall  wake  ; 
The  graves  shall  yield  their  ancient  charefo, 
And  earth's  foundations  shake. 

6.  The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 

With  joy  shall  mount  on  high  ; 
The  heav'nly  hosts  with  praises  loud, 
Shall  meet  them  in  the  sky. 

7.  Together  to  their  Father's  house, 

With  joyful  hearts  they'll  go, 
And  dwell  for  ever  with  the  Lord, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  woe. 

8.  A  few  short  years  of  evil  past, 

We  reach  the  happy  shore, 
Where  death-divided  friends  at  last 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 


99.  Acts  vii.  59. 

1.     "I'fY  soul,  go  boldly  forth, 

]}L     Forsake  this  sinful  earth  ; 
AY  hat  hath  it  been  to  thee, 

But  pain  and  sorrow  ? 
And  think'st  thou  it  will  be 

Better  to-morrow  1 


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2.  Why  art  thou  for  delay  ? 
Thou  cani'st  not  here  to  stay  ; 
What  tak'st  thou  for  thy  part, 

But  heavenly  jjleasure  ? 
Where  then  should  be  thy  heart, 
But  where  's  thy  treasure  ? 

3.  Thy  God,  thy  Head's  above  ; 
There  is  the  world  of  love ; 
Mansions  there  purchased  are 

By  Christ's  own  merit, 
For  these  He  doth  prepare 
Thee  by  His  Spirit. 

4.  Lord  Jesus,  take  my  spirit, 
I  trust  Thy  love  and  merit : 
Take  home  thy  wand'ring  sheep, 

For  thou  hast  sought  it ; 
My  soul  in  safety  keep, 

For  thou  hast  bought  it. 


100.  2  Timothy  iv.  6. 

1.     rpHE  hour  of  my  departure 's  come, 

X     I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home ; 
At  last,  O  Lord,  let  trouble  cease, 
And  let  Thy  servant  die  in  peace. 


132  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.     Not  in  mine  innocence  I  trust ; 
I  bow  before  Thee  in  the  dust ; 
And  through  my  Saviour's  blood  alone 
I  look  for  mercy  at  Thy  throne. 

8.     I  leave  the  world  without  a  tear, 
Save  for  the  friends  I  hold  so  dear  ; 
To  heal  their  sorrows,  Lord,  descend, 
And  to  the  friendless  prove  a  Friend. 

4.  I  come,  I  come,  at  Thy  command, 
I  give  my  spirit  to  Thy  hand  ; 
Stretch  forth  Thine  everlasting  arms, 
And  shield  me  in  the  last  alarms. 

5.  The  hour  of  my  departure's  come, 

I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home  ; 
Now,  0  my  God,  let  trouble  cease, 
Now  let  Thy  servant  die  in  peace. 


101.  Revelations  i.  5,  6,  7. 

1.       A    FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 
J\     A  few  more  seasons  come  ; 
And  we  shall  lie  with  them  that  rest, 
Asleep  within  the  tomb. 


SPIRITUAL  SOX  (IS  133 

Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  great  day"; 
O  wash  me  in  Thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

2.  A  few  more  suns  shall  set 

O'er  these  dark  hills  of  time  ; 
And  we  shall  be  where  suns  are  not, 

A  far  serener  clime. 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  blest  day  ; 
O  wash  me  in  Thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

3.  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild  rocky  shore  ; 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 

And  surges  swell  no  more. 
Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  calm  day  ; 
O  wash  me  in  Thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

4.  A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 
12 


134  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  blest  day  ; 
0  wash  me  in  Thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

5.  A  few  more  sabbaths  here 

Shall  cheer  us  on  our  way ; 
And  we  shall  reach  the  endless  rest, 

The  eternal  Sabbath-day. 
Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  sweet  day ; 
0  wash  me  in  Thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

6.  'T  is  but  a  little  while, 

And  He  shall  come  again, 
Who  died  that  we  might  live,  who  lives 

That  we  with  Him  may  reign. 
Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  glad  day ; 
O  wash  me  in  Thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

H.    BONAR. 


102.  1  Corinthians  xv.  58. 

1.      P\  0  labour  on  ;  spend,  and  be  spent,- 
\J     Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  135 

It  is  the  way  the  Master  went, 
Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still  ? 

2.  Go,  labour  on  ;  'tis  not  for  nought ; 
Thy  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain  ; 

Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not ; 
The  Master  praises  ; — what  are  men  ? 

3.  Go,  labour  on  ;  your  hands  are  weak, 
Your  knees  are  faint,  your  soul  cast  down ; 
Yet  falter  not ;  the  prize  you  seek, 

Is  near, — a  kingdom  and  a  crown. 

4.  Go,  labour  on  while  it  is  day, 

The  world's  dark  night  is  hastening  on  ; 
Speed,  speed  thy  work,  cast  sloth  away  ; 
It  is  not  thus  that  souls  are  won. 

5.  Men  die  in  darkness  at  your  side, 
Without  a  hope  to  cheer  the  tomb  ; 
Take  up  the  torch  and  wave  it  wide, 

The  torch  that  lights  time's  thickest  gloom. 

6.  Toil  on,  faint  not,  keep  watch  and  pray  ; 
Be  wise  the  erring  soul  to  win  ; 

Go  forth  into  the  world's  highway, 
Compel  the  wanderer  to  come  in. 


136  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

7.     Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice  ; 
For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile  home  ; 
Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
The  midnight  cry,  "  Behold  I  come." 

H.    BOXAR. 


103.  Philippians  i.  21. 

1.  /CHRIST,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground, 
\J     Christ,  the  spring  of  all  my  joy  ! 
Still  in  Thee  let  me  be  found, 

Still  for  Thee  my  powers  employ. 

2.  Let  Thy  love  my  heart  inflame  ; 

Keep  Thy  fear  before  my  sight ; 
Be  Thy  praise  my  highest  aim  ;  , 
Be  Thy  smile  my  chief  delight. 

3      Fountain  of  o'er-flowing  grace, 
Freely  from  Thy  fullness  give  ; 
Till  I  close  my  earthly  race, 
Be  it  "  Christ,  to  me  to  live." 

i.     Firmly  trusting  in  Thy  blood, 

Nothing  shall  my  heart  confound  ; 
Safely  I  shall  pass  the  flood. 

Safely  reach  Immanuel's  ground. 


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5.     "When  I  touch  the  blessed  shore, 

Back  the  closing  waves  shall  roll ; 

Death's  dark  stream  shall  never  more 

Part  from  Thee  my  ravished  soul. 

8.     Thus,  oh  !  thus  an  entrance  give 
To  the  land  of  cloudless  sky  ; 
Having  known  it  "  Christ  to  live," 
Let  me  know  it  "  gain  to  die." 

RALPH   WARDLAW. 


L04.  1  Samuel  iii.  18. 

1.  T  ORD  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt ! 

JJ     Oh  !  may  Thy  will  be  mine  ; 
Into  Thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign. 
Thro1  sorrow  or  thro'  joy, 

Conduct  me  as  Thine  own, 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done  I 

2.  Lord  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt ! 

If  needy  here  and  poor, 
Give  me  Thy  people's  bread, 

Their  portion  rich  and  sure. 
The  manna  of  Thy  word 

Let  my  soul  feed  upon ; 
12* 


138  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

And  if  all  else  should  fail, — • 
My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done  ! 

3.  Lord  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt ! 

If  among  thorns  I  go, 
Still  sometimes  here  and  there 

Let  a  few  roses  blow. 
But  Thou  on  earth  along 

The  thorny  path  hast  gone  ; 
Then  lead  me  after  Thee, — 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done  ! 

4.  Lord  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt ! 

Though  seen  through  many  a  tear, 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear  ; 
Since  Thou  on  earth  hast  wept 

And  sorrowed  oft  alone, 
If  I  must  weep  with  Thee, 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done! 

5.  Lord  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt ! 

If  lov'd  ones  must  depart, 
Suffer  not  sorrow's  flood 

To  overwhelm  my  heart : 
For  they  are  blest  with  Thee, 

Their  race  and  conflict  won, 
Let  me  but  follow  them, — ■ 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done  ! 


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6.  Lord  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt ! 

When  death  itself  draws  nigh, 
To  Thy  dear  wounded  side 

I  would  for  refuge  fly. 
Leaning  on  Thee,  to  go 

Where  Thou  before  hast  gone  ; 
The  rest  as  Thou  shalt  please — 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done  ! 

7.  Lord  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt ! 

All  shall  be  well  for  me, 
Each  changing  future  scene 

I  gladly  trust  with  Thee. 
Straight  to  ray  home  above 

I  travel  calmly  on, 
And  sing  in  life  or  death  — 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done  ! 

B.    SCHMOLK. 


105.  1  Peter  i.  3. 

1.  QING  praise,  the  tomb  is  void, 
O     Where  the  Redeemer  lay  ; 
Sing  of  our  bonds  destroyed, 

Our  darkness  turned  to  day. 

2.  Weep  for  your  dead  no  more, 

Friends,  be  of  joyful  cheer, 


140  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Oar  star  moves  on  before, 

Our  narrow  path  shines  clear. 

3.  He,  who  so  patiently 

The  crown  of  thorns  did  wear,— 
He  hath  gone  up  on  high  ; 
Our  hope  is  with  Hini  there. 

4.  Now  is  His  truth  revealed, 

His  majesty  and  might ; 
The  grave  has  been  unsealed, 
Christ  is  our  life  and  light. 

5.  He,  who  for  men  did  weep, 

Suffer,  and  bleed,  and  die, — 

First  fruits  of  them  that  sleep, — 

Christ  hath  gone  up  on  high. 

C.     His  victory  hath  destroyed 

The  shafts  that  once  could  slay; 
Sing  praise  !  the  tomb  is  void 
Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 


1 06.  Matthew  v.  3. 

1.     T  OWLY,  my  soul,  be  lowly,— 
J  J     Follow  the  paths  of  old  : 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  141 

The  feather  riseth  lightly, 

But  never  so  the  gold  \ 
The  stream  descending  fast, 

Has  gathered  quietly,  slowly, 
A  river  rolls  at  last, — 

Therefore,  my  soul,  be  lowly. 

2.  Lowly,  my  eyes,  be  lowly ; 

God,  from  His  throne  above, 
Looks  down  upon  the  humble 

In  kindness  and  in  love. 
Still  as  I  rise  I  shall 

Have  greater  depths  below  me, 
And  haughty  looks  must  fall, — 

Therefore,  my  eyes,  be  lowly. 

3.  Lowly,  my  hands,  be  lowly ; 

Christ's  poor  around  us  dwell ; 
Stooj3  down,  and  kindly  cherish 

The  flock  He  loves  so  well. 
Not  toiling  to  secure 

This  world's  fame  and  glory, 
Thy  Saviour  blessed  the  poor, 

Therefore,  my  hands,  be  lowly. 

4.  Lowly,  my  heart,  be  lowly, 

So  God  shall  dwell  with  Thee; 
It  is  the  meek  and  patient 
Who  shall  exalted  be. 


142  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Deep  in  the  valley  rest 

The  Spirit's  gifts  most  holy, 

And  they  who  seek  are  blest, — 
Therefore,  my  heart,  be  lowly. 

5.     Lowly,  I  would  be  lowly  ! 

This  frame,  to  earth  allied, 
Must  first  to  dust  be  humbled 

Ere  it  be  glorified  ! 
My  God,  prepare  me  here 

For  all  that  lies  before  me ; 
I  would  in  heaven  appear, 

And  so  I  would  be  lowly. 

INGOLSTELLER. 


107.  Isaiah  vii.  4. 

t.     T)E  still,  my  soul,  let  nothing  stir 
_L)     Thee  from  the  sweet  repose 
Of  those  who  to  their  God  refer 
Their  joys,  their  cares,* their  woes. 


2.     Be  quiet,  why  this  anxious  heed 
About  thy  tangled  ways  ? 
God  knows  them  all,  He  giveth  speed, 
And  He  allows  delays, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  143 

3.     What  though  He  let  thee  not  perform 
Some  good  and  loved  design  ? 
Thou  would'st  not  wish  Him  to  conform 
His  j>erfect  will  to  thine  ! 

4»    My  God  !  the  hearing  ear  impart, 
To  hear  These  tell  Thy  will, 
And  then  bestow  the  ready  heart 
All  meekly  to  fulfil. 

E.  W- 


108.  Hebreica  xi.  16. 

1.  117E  have  no  home  but  heaven ; — a  pilgrim's 

T  t  garb  we  wear ; 

Our  path  is  marked  by  changes,  and  strewed 

with  many  a  care ; 
Surrounded  with  temptation ;  by  varied  ills 

oppress'd ; 
Each  day's  experience  warns  us  that  this  is 

not  our  rest. 

2.  We  have  no  home  but  heaven;— then  where- 

fore seek  one  here  ? 
Why  murmur  at  privation,  or  grieve  when 

trouble  's  near  ? 
It  is  but  for  a  season  that  we  as  strangers 

roam, 
And  strangers  must  not  look  for  the  comforts 

of  a  home 


144  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

3.  We  have  no  home  but  heaven ; — we  want  no 

home  beside ; 
O  God,  our  Friend  and  Father,  our  footsteps 

thither  guide, 
Unfold  to  us  its  glory,  prepare  us  for  its  joy, 
Its  pure  and  perfect  friendship,  its  angel-like 

employ. 

4.  We  have  a  home  in  heaven ; — how  cheering 

is  the  thought  I 
How  bright  the   expectations  which   God's 

own  word  has  taught  ! 
With  eager  hearts  we  hasten  the  promised 

bliss  to  share ; 
We  have  no  home  but  heaven  \ — O  would 

that  we  were  there  ! 


109.     1  Corinthians  xi.  26.   (SacramestaIi.) 

1.  \T0  gospel  like  this  feast 

JN      Spread  for  Thy  Church  by  Thee. 
Nor  prophet,  nor  evangelist 
Preach  the  glad  news  so  free. 

2.  All  our  redemption  cost, 

All  our  redemption  won  ; 

All  it  has  won  for  us,  the  lost ; 

All  it  cost  Thee,  the  Son. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  146 

3.  Thine  was  the  bitter  price, — 

Ours  is>the  free  gift,  given; 

Thine  was  the  blood  of  sacrifice, 

Ours  is  the  wine  of  heaven. 

4.  Here  we  would  rest  midway, 

As  on  a  sacred  height, 
That  darkest  and  that  brightest  day 
Meeting  before  our  sight. 

5.  From  that  dark  depth  of  woes 

Thy  love  for  us  has  trod, 
Up  to  the  heights  of  bless'd  repose 
Thy  love  prepares  with  God  ; — 

6.  Till  from  self's  chains  released, 

One  sight  alone  we  see, 
Still  at  the  cross,  as  at  the  feast, 
Behold  Thee,  only  Thee. 


110.  Z  Peter  i.  1. 

1.     T1AITH  is  a  very  simple  thing, 

X1      Tho'  little  understood, 

It  frees  the  soul  from  death's  dread  sting, 

By  resting  in  the  blood. 

13 


146  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  It  looks  not  on  the  things  around, 

Nor  on  the  things  icithin, 
It  takes  its  flight  to  scenes  above, 
Beyond  the  sphere  of  sin. 

3.  It  sees  uj3on  the  throne  of  God, 

A  victim  that  was  slain  ; 
It  rests  its  all  on  His  shed  blood, 
And  says,  "  I  'm  born  again." 

4.  Faith  is  not  what  we  feel  or  see, 

It  is  a  simple  trust 
In  what  the  God  of  love  has  said 
Of  Jesus,  as  "the  just." 

5.  The  perfect  One  that  died  for  me, 

Upon  His  Father's  throne, 
Presents  our  names  before  our  God, 
And  pleads  Himself  alone. 

6.  What  Jesus  is,  and  that  alone, 

Is  faitlr s  delightful  plea ; 

It  never  deals  with  sinful  self, 

Nor  righteous  self,  in  me. 

7.  It  tells  me  I  am  counted  "  dead" 

By  God  in  His  own  word, 

It  tells  me  I  am  "  born  again  " 

In  Christ  my  risen  Lord. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  Wi 

8.  In  that  He  died,  He  died  to  sin, 

In  that  He  lives — to  God  ; 
Then  I  am  dead  to  nature's  hopes, 
And  justified  thro'  blood. 

9.  If  He  is  free,  then  I  am  free 

From  all  unrighteousness ; 
If  He  is  just,  then  I  am  just, 
He  is  my  righteousness. 

10.  What  want  I  more  to  perfect  bliss  ? 

A  body  like  His  own 
Will  perfect  me  for  greater  joys, 
Than  angels  round  the  throne. 


Ill  2  Corinthians  i.  11. 


1.  TIT  HEN  far  from  the  hearts  where  our  fond- 

T  T  est  thoughts  centre, 

Denied  for  a  time   their  loved  presence  to 

share, 
In  spirit  we  meet,  when  the  closet  we  enter, 
And    hold    sweet  communion    together    in 
prayer ! 

2.  Oh  !  fondly  I  think,  as  night's  curtains  sur- 

round them. 
The  Shepherd  of  Israel  tenderly  keeps, 


148  SPIRITUAL  SOX GS. 

The  angels  of  light  are  encamping  around 

them, 
They  are  watched  by  the  eye  that  ne'er  slum 

bers  nor  sleeps. 

3.  When  the  voice  of  the  morning  once  more 

shall  awake  them, 

And  summon  them  forth  to  the  calls  of  the 
day, 

I  will  think  of  that  God  who  will  never  for- 
sake them, 

The  Friend  ever  near  though  all  else  be  away. 

4.  Then  why  should  one   thought  of  anxiety 

seize  us, 
Thou  distance  divide  us  from  those  whom  we 

love? 
They  rest  in  the  covenant  mercy  of  Jesus, 
Their  prayers  meet  with  ours  in  the  mansions 

above. 

5.  Oh  !  sweet  bond  of  friendship,  whate'er  may 

betide  us, 

Though  on  life's  stormy  billows  our  barks 
may  be  driven, 

Though  distance,  or  trial,  or  death  may  di- 
vide us, 

Eternal  re-union  awaits  us  in  heaven. 

J.    R.    MACDUFF. 


SPIRITUAL  80NQ8.  UB 

112.  Psalm  lxiii.  5,  6. 

(for   a  sick   hoom.) 

1.     ?rp  IS  not  a  lonely  night  watch 
A     Which  by  the  couch  I  spend, 
Jesus  is  close  beside  us, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  Friend. 


Often  I  strive  all  vainly, 
To  ease  thine  aching  head, 

Then,  silently  and  gently, 
Himself  He  makes  thy  bed. 


3.  Do  we  not  hear  Him  saying, 

"  Your  guilt  on  me  was  laid," 

"  Ye  are  my  blood-bought  jewels," 

"  Fear  not,  be  not  dismayed." 

4.  "  I  sit  beside  the  furnace," 

"  The  gold  will  soon  be  pure," 
"  And  blessed  are  those  servants," 
"  "Who  to  the  end  endure." 

5.  Amen,  O  blessed  Saviour, 

Dwell  with  us,  in  us  here, 
Until  we  share  Thy  glory, 

When  God  shall  wipe  each  tear. 
13* 


150  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

113.  John  xiv.  16. 

1.  AH!  Holy  Ghost,  eternal  God, 
\J     Descending  from  above, 

Thou  fill'st  the  soul  thro'  Jesus'  blood, 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 

2.  Thou  comfortest  the  heavy  heart, 

By  sin  and  grief  oppressed  ; 
Thou  to  the  dead  dost  life  impart, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3.  Thy  sweet  communion  charms  the  soul, 

And  gives  true  peace  and  joy, 
Which  Satan's  power  can  ne'er  control, 
Nor  all  his  wiles  destroy. 

4.  Let  no  false  comfort  lift  us  up 

To  confidence  that's  vain  ; 
Nor  let  their  faith  and  courage  droop, 
Who  love  the  Lamb  once  slain. 

5.  Breathe  comfort  where  distress  abounds, 

O  make  our  conscience  clean  ; 
And  heal  with  balm  from  Jesus'  wounds, 
The  festering  sores  of  sin. 

o\     Vanquish  our  lusts,  our  pride  remove, 
Take  out  the  heart  of  stone  ; 


SPIRITUAL  SON  OS.  151 

Show  us  the  Father's  boundless  lore, 
The  merits  of  the  Son. 

The  Father  sent  His  Son  to  die ; 

The  willing  Son  obeyed  ; 
The  Witness  Thou,  to  ratify 

The  purchase  Christ  hath  made. 


114.  1  Thessalonians  iv.  17. 

1      "  For  ever  with  the  Lord  !" 
Father,  if  't  is  Thy  will, 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word 
E'en  here  to  me  fulfill. 

2.  Be  thou  at  my  right  hand, 

Then  can  I  never  fail ; 
Uphold  Thou  me,  and  I  shall  stand. 
Help,  and  I  shall  prevail. 

3.  So  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 
And  life  eternal  gain. 

4.  Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  1  love  that  word, 


152  8P1R1TUAL  SONGS. 

And  oft  repeat  before  tbe  throne, 
"  For  ever  with  the  Lord  !'' 

5.  Then  though  the  soul  enjoy 

Communion  high  and  sweet, 
While  worms  this  body  must  destroy, 
Both  shall  in  glory  meet. 

6.  The  trump  of  final  doom 

Will  speak  the  self-same  word, 
And   heaven's  voice    thunder    through   tho 
tomb, 
"  For  ever  with  the  Lord  !" 

7.  The  tomb  shall  echo  deep 

That  death-awakening  sound ; 
The  saints  shall  hear  it  in  their  sleep, 
And  answer  from  the  ground. 

8.  Then  upward  as  they  fly, 

That  resurrection  word 
Shall  be  their  shout  of  victory — 
"  For  ever  with  the  Lord  1" 

9.  That  resurrection  word, 

That  shout  of  victory, 
Once  more — "  For  ever  with  the  Lord!" 
Amen  !  so  let  it  be. 

MONTGOMERY. 


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115.  Luke  xiv.  22. 

1.  /"^OME,  sinner,  to  the  Gospel,  feast, 
\J     Oh  !  come  without  delay  ; 

For  there  is  room  in  Jesus1  breast 
For  all  who  will  obey. 

2.  There 's  room  in  God's  eternal  love 

To  save  thy  precious  soul ; 
Room  in  the  Spirit's  grace  above 
To  heal  and  make  thee  whole. 

3.  There 's  room  within  the  Church,  redcem'd  - 

With  blood  of  Christ  divine  ;  • 

Room  in  the  white-robed  throng  convened, 
For  that  dear  soul  of  thine. 

4.  There's  room  in  heaven  amono  the  choir, 

And  harps,  and  crowns  of  gold  ; 
And  glorious  palms  of  victory  there, 
And  joys  that  ne'er  were  told. 

5.  There's  room  around  thy  Father's  board 

For  thee  and  thousands  more  ; 
Oh  1  come  and  welcome  to  the  Lord, 
Yea,  come  this  very  hour. 

MRS.    HUNTINGDON. 


154  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

116.  Colossians  Hi.  1. 

1.     P\0  up,  go  up,  my  heart, 

\J     Dwell  with  thy  God  above  ; 
For  here  thou  canst  not  rest, 
Nor  here  give  out  thy  love. 

2:     Go  up,  go  up.  my  heart, 
Be  not  a  trifler  here  ; 
Ascend  above  these  clouds, 
Dwell  in  a  higher  sphere. 

3.  Let  not  thy  love  flow  out 

To  things  so  soil'd  and  dim  ; 
Go  up  to  heaven  and  God, 
Take  up  thy  love  to  Him. 

4.  Waste  not  thy  precious  stores 

On  creature-love  below  ; 
To  God  that  wealth  belongs, 
On  Him  that  wealth  bestow. 

6.     Go  up,  reluctant  heart, 

Take  up  thy  rest  above  ; 
Arise,  earth-clinging  thoughts  ; 
Ascend,  my  lingering  love. 

H.   BONAR. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  155 


117.  Hebrews  vi.  18. 

1.      JESUS,  I  come  to  Thee,. 
V      A  sinner  doom'd  to  die ; 
My  only  refuge  is  Thy  cross, 
Here  at  Thv  feet  I  lie. 


2.  Can  mercy  reach  my  case, 

And  all  my  sins  remove  ? 
Break,  0  my  God,  this  heart  of  stone, 
And  melt  it  by  Thy  love. 

3.  Too  long  my  soul  has  gone 

Far  from  my  God  astray ; 
I  've  sported  on  the  brink  of  hell, 
In  sin's  delusive  way. 

4.  But,  Lord,  my  heart  is  fixed, 

I  hope  in  Thee  alone  ; 
Break  off  the  chains  of  sin  and  death, 
And  bind  me  to  Thy  throne. 

5.  Thy  blood  can  cleanse  my  heart, 

Thy  hand  can  wipe  my  tears  ; 
Oh  !  send  Thy  blessed  Spirit  down 
To  banish  all  my  fears. 

6.  Then  shall  my  soul  arise, 

From  sin  and  Satan  free  : 


156  SPIRITUAL  80NGS. 

Redeemed  from  hell  and  every  foe, 
I  '11  trust  alone  in  Thee. 


N.   S.    P.    BBMAN. 


118.  Proverbs  xxvii.  1. 

1.     rFO-DAY  mine,  to-morrow  thine  ! 
X     So  avc  hear  the  Blow  bell  ringing, 
When  in  God's  acre  to  recline. 
We  the  (lend  arc  softly  bringing:' 

And  the  grave  calls  out,  Resign  ! 


To-day  mine,  to-morrow  thine 


2.  To-day  life,  to-morrow  death  ! 

Life  speeds  its  wings  and  tarries  never; 
.   Is  not  that  a  wisdom-breath  V — 

Think  of  lite  which  stays  for  ever  : 
Need  of  thinking  each  one  hath  : 
To-day  life,  to-morrow  death  ! 

3.  One  follows  another  now 

As  the  ocean  waves  wind-driven  ; 
For  all  with  which  hope  can  endow, 

What  security  is  given  ? 
Each  in  his  sleeping-room  must  bow  ; 
One  follows  another  now  ! 

4.  Oh,  man  !  it  is  the  old  law  ;  — 

How  many  years  death  countcth  not. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  ni 

Js  thy  health  without  one  flaw  ? 

Soon  e'en  thy  name  shall  be  forgot. 
Earth  to  itself  all  earth  will  draw. 
Oh,  man  !  it  is  the  old  law  ! 

Oh  !  to  be  wise  as  near  my  end  ! 

I  wish  to  die  before  I'm  dying : 
That  shall  my  soul  from  death  defend, 

When  death's  last  strength  my  soul  is  try- 
ing. 
Prepare  me  thereto,  God,  my  Friend  ! 
Oh  !  to  be  wise  as  near  my  end  ! 

Blessed  who  in  Christ  shall  die  ! 

Death  is  changed  to  life  for  ever ; 
He  has  life  when  death  is  nigh, 

Life  beyond,  which  endeth  never ! 
TVho  hath  it  not,  Undone,  must  cry  1 
Blessed  who  in  Christ  shall  die ! 

B.    SCHMOLK. 


119.  Psalm  cl.  6. 

1.     T) RAISE  the  Lord,  who  died  to  save  us  ; 
X      Praise  His  name,  for  ever  dear ; 
Praise  His  blessed  name,  who  gave  us 
Eyes  to  see  and  ears  to  hear  : 

Praise  the  Saviour, — 
Object  of  our  love  and  fear, 
14 


W8  SPIRITUAL  SON  OS. 

2.  Grace  it  was,  't  was  grace  abounding, 

Brought  Him  down  to  save  the  lost ; 
Ye  above,  His  throne  surrounding, 
Praise  Him,  praise  Him,  all  His  host 

Saints  adore  Him, — 
Ye  are  they  who  owe  Him  most. 

3.  Ye,  of  all  His  hand  created, 

Objects  are  of  grace  alone, 
Aliens  once,  but  reinstated, 
Destined  now  to  fill  a  throne  : 

Sing  with  wonder, — 
Sing  of  what  our  Lord  hath  done. 

4.  Praise  His  name  who  died  to  save  us, 

'T  is  by  Him  His  people  live  : 
And  in  Him  the  Father  gave  us 
All  that  boundless  love  could  give  : 

Life  eternal, 
In  our  Saviour  we  receive. 


120.  Hebreics  xiii.  8. 

1.     IT1HERE  'S  nought  on  earth  to  rest  upon, 
JL     All  things  are  changing  here, 
The  smiles  of  joy  we  gaze  upon, 
The  friends  we  count  most  dear : 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  150 

One  Friend  alone  is  changeless, 

The  One  too  oft  forgot, 
Whose  love  hath  stood  for  ages  past,— 

Our  Jesus  changeth  not.  • 

2.  The  sweetest  flower  on  earth, 

That  sheds  its  fragrance  round, 
E'er  evening  conies  has  withered, 

And  lies  upon  the  ground  : 
The  dark  and  dreary  desert 

Has  only  one  green  spot, 
'T  is  found  in  living  pastures, — 

Our  Jesus  changeth  not. 

3.  Clouds  soon  o'ercast  our  summer  sky, 

So  beautiful,  so  bright, 
And  while  we  still  admire  it, 

It  darkens  into  night : 
One  sky  alone  is  cloudless, 

There  darkness  enters  not, 
'T  is  found  alone  with  Jesus, — 

And  Jesus  changeth  not. 

4.  E'en  friendship's  smile  avails  not 

To  cheer  us  here  below, 
For  smiles  are  all  deceitful, 
They  quickly  ebb  and  flow  : 


ir,o  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

One  smile  alone  can  gladden, 

Whate'er  the  pilgrim's  lot, 
It  is  the  smile  of  Jesus, — 

For  Jesus  changeth  not. 

5.  And  thus  our  bark  moves  onward, 

O'er  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
"While  death's  unerring  hand 

Is  stamp'd  on  all  we  see : 
But  faith  has  found  a  living  One, 

"Where  hope  deceiveth  not, 
Our  life  is  hid  with  Jesus, — 

And  Jesus  changeth  not. 

6.  There  's  nought  on  earth  to  rest  upon, 

All  things  are  changing  here, 
The  smiles  of  joy  we  gaze  upon, 

The  friends  we  count  most  dear : 
One  Friend  alone  is  changeless, — 

The  One  too  oft  forgot, 
"Whose  love  has  stood  for  ages  past, — 

Our  Jesus  changeth  not. 

F.    WHITFIELD. 


121.  1  Timothy  vi.  12. 

1.     "FLIGHTING  the  battle  of  life  !— 
X.       With  a  weary  heart  and  head 


SPIRITUAL  SOXGS.  161 

For  in  the  midst  of  the  strife, 
The  banners  of  joy  are  fled.- 

Fled  and  gone  out  of  sight, 

When  I  thought  they  were  so  near, 

And  the  music  of  hope  this  night 
Is  dying  away  on  my  ear. 

Fighting  the  whole  day  long, 

With  a  very  tired  hand, — 
With  only  my  armour  strong — 

The  shelter  in  which  I  stand. 

There  is  nothing  left  of  me, — 

If  all  my  strength  were  shown, 
So  small  the  amount  would  be, 

Its  presence  could  scarce  be  known, 

Fighting  alone  to-night, — 

With  not  e'en  a  stander  by 
To  cheer  me  in  the  fight, 

Or  to  hear  me  when  I  cry. 

Only  the  Lord  can  hear, — 

Only  the  Lord  can  see 
The  struggle  within  how  dark  and  drear, 

Though  quiet  the  outside  be. 
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7.  Fighting  alone  to-night ! 

With  what  a  sinking  heart ; — 
Lord  Jesus,  in  the  fight 

Oh  !  stand  not  Thou  apart ! 

8.  Body  and  mind  have  tried 

To  make  the  field  my  own  ; 
But  when  the  Lord  is  on  my  side, 
He  doeth  the  work  alone. 

9.  And  when  He  hideth  His  face 

And  the  battle-clouds  prevail, 
It  is  only  through  His  grace 
That  I  do  not  utterly  fail. 

10.  The  word  of  old  was  true, 

And  its  truth  shall  never  cease,- 
"  The  Lord  shall  fight  for  you, 
And  ye  shall  hold  your  peace." 

11.  Lord,  I  would  fain  be  still 

And  quiet  behind  my  shield  ; 
But  make  me  to  love  Thy  will, 
For  fear  I  should  ever  yield. 

12.  Nothing  but  perfect  trust, 

And  love  of  thy  perfect  will, 


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Can  raise  me  out  of  the  dust, 
And  bid  my  fears  be  still.    ■ 

13.   Lord,  fix  my  eyes  upon  Thee, 

And  fill  my  heart  with  Thy  love  ; 
And  keep  my  soul  till  the  shadows  flee, 
And  the  light  breaks  forth  above. 


122.  Galatians  vi.  9. 

1.  ^T)  E  not  weary,"  toiling  Christian, 

JD      Good  the  Master  thou  dost  serve ; 
Let  no  disappointment  move  thee, 

From  thy  service  never  swerve ; 
Sow  in  hope,  nor  cease  thy  sowing ; 

Lack  not  patience,  faith,  or  prayer ; 
Seed-time  passeth, — harvest  hasteneth, — 

Precious  sheaves  thou  then  shalt  bear. 

2.  "  Be  not  weary,"  praying  Christian, 

Open  is  thy  Father's  ear 
To  the  fervent  supplication, 

And  the  agonizing  prayer ; 
Prayer  the  Holy  Ghost  begetteth, 

Be  it  words,  or  groans,  or  tears, 
Is  the  prayer  that 's  always  answered  ; 

Banish  then  thv  doubts  and  fears. 


164  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

3.  "  Be  not  weary,"  suffering  Christian, 

Scourg'd  is  each  adopted  child, 
Else  would  grow,  in  sad  profusion, 

Nature's  fruit,  perverse  and  wild ; 
Chastening's  needful  for  the  spirit, 

Though,  7t  is  painful  for  the  flesh, 
God  designs  a  blessing  for  thee  ; — 

Let  this  thought  thy  soul  refresh. 

4.  "  Be  not  weary,"  tempted  Christian, 

Sin  can  only  lure  on  earth ; 
Faith  is  tried  by  sore  temptation  ; 
v       'Tis  the  furnace  proves  its  worth  ; 
Bounds  are  set  unto  the  tempter, 

Which  beyond  he  cannot  go  ; 
Battle  on,  on  God  relying, 

Faith  will  overcome  the  foe. 

5.  "  Be  not  weary,"  weeping  Christian, 

Tears  endure  but  for  the  night, 
Joy,  deep  joy  thy  spirit  greeting, 

Will  return  with  morning's  light  ; 
Every  tear  thou  shedd'st  is  numbered 

In  the  register  above, 
Heaven  is  tearless,  sweet  the  prospect,- 

Sighless,  tearless  land  of  love  ! 

"  Be  not  weary,"  Imping  Christian, 
Though  the  vision  tarry  long, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  '    lt*6 

Hope  will  bring  the  blessing  nearer  ; 

Change  thy  sorrow  into  song  ; 
Nought  shall  press  thy  spirit  downwards, 

If  thy  hopes  all  brightly  shine, 
Hold  thy  hope,  whate'er  thou  losest, — 

Living,  precious  hopes  are  thine ! 

"  Be  not  weary,''  troubled  Christian, 

Rest  remains  for  thee  on  high, 
Dwell  upon  the  untold  glory, 

Of  thy  future  home  of  joy  ; 
There,  nor  sin,  nor  sorrow  entereth  ; 

There  thy  soul  attun'd  to  praise, 
Shall,  in  strains  of  heavenly  fullness, 

Songs  of  happy  triumph  raise. 

"  Be  not  weary,"  loving  Christian, 

In  this  heavenly  grace  abound, 
Jesus,  well  thou  knowest,  loved  thee, 

Though  in  mad  rebellion  found  ; 
Drink,  drink  deeply  of  His  spirit ; 

Jesus  loves  both  great  and  small, 
Nature  loves  but  what  is  lovely  ;— r 

Grace  embraceth  one  and  all. 

Christian,  thus  in  grace  unwearied, 

Pass  thy  sojourn  here  below. 
Spurn  lukewarmness,  let  thy  bosom 

Ever  with  true  fervour  alow  ! 


I6G  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Look  to  Christ,  thy  bright  exemplar, 
Copy  Him  in  all  His  ways, 

Let  thy  life  and  conversation, 
Tell  to  thy  Redeemer's  praise. 


A.  M. 


123.  Isaiah  xxi.  11. 


,     )yH 


AT  of  the  night,  watchman,  what  of 
the  night  ? 
The  wintry  gale  sweeps  by, 
The  thick  shadows  fall,  and  the  night  bird's 

call 
Sounds  mournfully  thro'  the  sky. 

2.  The  night  is  dark,  it  is  long  and  drear, 

But  who,  while  others  sleep, 
Is  that  little  band,  who  together  stand, 
And  their  patient  vigils  keep  ? 

3.  All  awake  is  the  strained  eye, 

And  awake  the  listening  ear  ; 
For  their  Lord  they  wait,  and  watch  at  the 
gate 
His  chariot  wheels  to  hear. 

4.  Long  have  they  waited — that  little  band, 

And  ever  and  anon 


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To  fancy's  eye  the  dawn  seem'd  nigh, — 
The  night  seem'd  almost  gone. 

<5.     And  often,  through  the  midnight  gale, 
They  thought  they  heard  at  last 
The  sound  of  His  train,  and  they  listened 
again,— 
And  the  sound  died  away  on  the  blast. 

6.  Ages  have  rolled,  and  one  by  one, 

Those  watchers  have  passed  away  ; 
They  heard  the  call  on  their  glad  ear  fall, 
And  they  hastened  to  obey. 

7.  And  in  their  place  their  children  stand, 

And  still  their  vigils  keep, 
They  watch  and  pray  for  the  dawn  of  day, 
For  this  is  no  time  for  sleep. 

8.  What  of  the  night,  watchman,  what  of  the 

night  ? 
Tho'  the  wintry  gales  sweep  by, 
When  the  darkest  hour  begins  to  lower 
We  know  that  the  dawn  is  nigh. 

9.  Courage,  ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 

The  night  is  almost  o'er  ; 
Your  Master  will  come  and  call  you  home, 
To  weep  and  to  watch  no  more. 


168  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

124.  Psalm  lv.  17. 

1.  /"10ME  to  the  morning  prayer, 

\j     Come  let  us  kneel  and  pray  ;  ' 
Prayer  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  staff 
To  walk  with  God  all  day. 

2.  At  noon  beneath  the  Rock 

Of  ages  rest  and  pray  ; 
Sweet  is  the  shadow  from  the  heat, 
When  the  sun  smites  by  day. 

3.  At  eve  shut- to  the  door, 

Round  the  home-altar  pray, 
And  finding  there  "  the  house  of  God," 
At  "  heaven's  gate  "  close  the  day. 

4.  When  midnight  seals  our  eyes, 

Let  each  in  spirit  say, 
I  sleep,  but  my  heart  waketh,  Lord, 
AVith  Thee  to  watch  and  pray. 


125.  Job  vii.  4. 

1.     TPHE  weary  day  is  tarrying  ; 

A     Oh  !  when  will  it  pass  away  ? 
The  head  is  sick,  and  the  heart  is  faint ; 
Oh  !  why  do  the  hours  delay  ? 


SPIRITUAL  BONGS.  U 

2.  Like  a  deep  dark  gulf  that  lies  between 

The  traveller  and  his  home, 
So  a  load  of  sorrow  and  care  must  pass 
Ere  the  hour  of  rest  will  come. 

3.  The  long,  long  day  is  passing  away, 

Though  the  hours  are  sad  and  slow ; 
But  at  length  appears  the  blessed  night 
Bringing  rest  to  all  below  ; — 

4.  Bringing  rest  to  the  weary  heart, 

And  rest  to  the  harass'd  brain, 
A  truce  to  the  warfare  of  life, 

That  the  spirit  of  sleep  may  reign. 

5.  But  the  long  night  is  tarrying 

In  hours  of  restless  pain, — 
We  list  to  the  toll  of  some  distant  clock, 
And  the  silence  settles  again. 

6.  The  leaden  hours — they  linger  long  ; 

But  still  they  pass  away  ; 
The  night  is  done,  and  the  blessed  sun 
Breaks  forth  with  a  golden  ray. 

T.     The  Christian's  life  is  a  weary  strife  ; 
And  often  his  heart  would  yield, 
But  there 's  One  to  stand  at  his  right  hand 
His  wavering  faith  to  shield. 

1.-, 


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8.     He  feels,  though  his  heart  may  fail, 
His  Saviour's  'will  is  best ; 
And  at  length  the  life  and  the  struggle  orer, 
The  soldier  of  Christ  may  rest. 


126.  Hebrews  xi.  16. 

1.  TTNOW  ye  that  better  land, 
JLV  Where  care  's  unknown  ? 
Know  ye  that  blessed  land 

Around  the  throne  ? 
There,  there  is  happiness, 
There  streams  of  purest  bliss; 
There,  there  are  rest  and  peace — 

There,  there  alone. 

2.  Yes,  yes,  we  know  that  place, 

We  know  it  well ; 
Eye  hath  not  seen  His  face, 

Tongue  cannot  tell  ; 
There  are  the  angels  bright, 
There  saints  enrob'd  in  white, 
All,  all  are  cloth'd  in  light — 

There,  there  they  dwell. 

3.  Oh  !  we  are  weary  here, 

A  little  band, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  171 

Yet  soon  in  glory  there 

We  hope  to  stand ; 
Then  let  us  haste  away, 
Speed  o'er  this  world's  dark  way, 
Unto  that  land  of  day — 

That  better  land. 

4.     Come  !  hasten  that  sweet  day, 

Let  time  begone, 
Come  !  Lord,  make  no  delay, 

On  Thy  white  throne ; 
Thy  face  we  wish  to  see 
To  dwell  and  reign  with  Thee, 
And,  Thine  for  ever  be — 

Thine,  Thine  alone. 


1 27.  1  Thessalonians  i.  8. 

1.  HOUND,  sound  the  truth  abroad, 
0     Bear  ye  the  word  of  God 

Through  the  wide  world  : 
Tell  what  our  Lord  hath  done, 
Tell  how  the  day  is  won, 
And  from  his  lofty  throne 

Satan  is  hurl'd. 

2.  Far  over  sea  and  land, 

1 T  is  our  own  Lord's  command, 
Bear  ye  His  name  ; 


172  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Bear  it  to  ev'ry  shore, 
Regions  unknown  explore. 
Enter  at  every  door : 

Silence  is  shame. 

3.  Speed  on  the  wings  of  love ; 
Jesus,  who  reigns  above, 

Bids  us  to  fly: 
They  who  His  message  bear, 
Should  neither  doubt  nor  fear ; 
He  will  their  friend  appear, 

He  will  be  nigh. 

4.  When  on  the  mighty  deep, 
He  will  their  spirits  keep, 

Stay'd  on  His  word  : 
When  in  a  foreign  land 
No  other  friend  at  hand, 
Jesus  will  by  them  stand, — 

Jesus  their  Lord. 

5.  Ye,  who  forsaking  all 

At  your  lov'd  Master's  call, 

Comforts  resign ; 
Soon  will  the  work  be  done, 
Soon  will  the  prize  be  won, 
Brighter  than  yonder  sun 

Then  shall  ye  shine. 

THOS.    KELLY. 


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128.  Isaiah  li.  12. 

1.  QWEET  is  the  solace  of  thy  love, 
U     My  heavenly  Friend,  to  me, 
While  through  the  hidden  way  of  faith 

I  journey  home  with  Thee, 
Learning  by  quiet  thankfulness 
As  a  dear  child  to  be. 

2.  Though  from  the  shadow  of  thy  peace 

My  feet  would  often  stray, 
Thy  mercy  follows  every  step 

And  will  not  turn  away ; 
Yea,  Thou  wilt  comfort  me  at  last, 

As  none  beneath  Thee  may. 

3.  Oft  in  a  dark  and  lonely  place, 

I  hush  my  hasten'd  breath, 
To  hear  the  comfortable  words 

Thy  loving  Spirit  saith  ; 
And  feel  my  safety  in  Thy  hand 

From  every  kind  of  death. 

4.  Oh  !  there  is  nothing  in  the  world 

To  weigh  against  Thy  will ; 
E'en  the  dark  times  I  dread  the  most 

Thy  covenant  fulfil ; 
And  when  the  glorious  morning  dawna 

I  find  Thee  with  me  still. 
15* 


174  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.  No  other  comforter  I  need, 

If  Thou,  Lord,  be  mine  ; — 
Thy  rod  will  bring  my  spirit  low, 

Thy  fire  my  heart  refine, 
And  cause  me  pain  that  none  can  heal 

By  other  love  than  Thine. 

6.  Then  in  the  secret  of  my  soul, 

Though  hosts  my  jDeace  invade, 
Though  through  a  waste  and  weary  land 

My  lonely  way  be  made, 
Thou,  even  Thou,  wilt  comfort  me — 

I  need  not  be  afraid. 

7.  Still  in  the  solitary  place 

I  would  a-while  abide, 
Till  with  the  solace  of  Thy  love 

My  heart  is  satisfied, 
And  all  my  hopes  of  happiness 

Stay  calmly  at  Thy  side. 

A.    L.   WARING 


129.  Psalm  cxix.  Go. 

I .     WHATEVER  God  does  is  well ! 
T  f       His  children  find  it  so. 
Some  He  doth  not  with  plenty  bless, 
Yet  loves  them  not  the  less, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  175 

But  draws  their  hearts  unto  Himself  away. — 
Oh  !  hearts  obey. 

2>    Whatever  God  does  is  well, 
Whether  he  gives  or  takes  ! 
And  what  we  from  His  hand  receive 
Suffices  us  to  live. 
He  takes  and  gives,  while  yet  He  loves  us 

still- 
Then  love  His  will. 

3.  Whatever  God  does  is  well ! 
And  what  can  our  will  do  ? 

We  cannot  reap  from  what  we  sow 
But  what  His  power  makes  grow. 
Sometimes  He  doth  all  other  good  destroy. 
To  be  Thy  joy. 

4.  Whatever  God  does  is  well ! 
And  His  will  shall  prevail. 
Doth  He  refuse  thy  hands  to  fill  ? 
He  knows  Thy  heart  to  still. 

A  Christian  from  a  very  little  gift 
Much  joy  can  sift. 

R.     Whatever  God  does  is  well ! 
Altho1  the  field  look  dark, 
Yet  cheerful  in  His  path  we  go ; 
And  by  our  faith  we  ku  >.v 


176  SPIRITUAL  SOXGS. 

That    Christ    for    us    hath  heavenly  riche3 

bought. — 
Can  we  lack  aught  ? 


6.     Whatever  God  does  is  well ! 
In  patience  let  us  wait : 
He  doth  Himself  our  burdens  bear, 
He  doth  for  us  take  care. 
And    He,    our  God,  knows    all    our  weary 

days,— 
Come,  give  Him  praise  ! 

N.    SCHMOLK. 


130.  Psalm  cxix.  54. 

1.     YI7HILE  travelling  through  this  wildernesa 
T  T       Weary  and  worn  we  roam, 
'  T  is  sweet  to  cast  a  look  above 

And  think  we  're  going  home : — 
To  know  that  there  the  trials 

Of  our  pilgrimage  shall  cease, 

And  all  the  waves  of  earthly  woe 

Be  hushed  to  heavenly  peace. 

Home,  sweet  home  ! 

Oh  1  for  that  land  of  rest  above, 

Our  own  eternal  home  ! 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  m 

2.  Here  trees  are  not  the  trees  that  grow 

In  beauty  by  the  side 
Of  that  bright  flood  whose  living  streams 

Through  sinless  regions  glide  ; — 
We  see  not  here  th'  immortal  fruit, 

The  fadeless  flowers  that  bloom 
On  hills  of  light  and  vales  of  peace, 

In  our  own  bright  Eden-home. 
Home,  sweet  home  ! 
Oh  !  for  that  land  of  rest  above, 
Our  own  eternal  home  ? 

3.  The  tones  we  hear  are  not  the  tones 

Of  music  and  of  love, 
That  breathe  from  thousand  harps  and  songa 

Of  endless  joys  above. 
We  tread  in  haste  along, 

With  trembling  and  with  fear, 
For  this  is  not  our  home, 

We  've  no  continuing  here. 
Home,  sweet  home  ! 
Oh  !  for  that  land  of  rest  above, 
Our  own  eternal  home  ! 

i      Oh  !  for  the  death  of  those  that  die 
Like  daylight  in  the  west — ■ 
That  sink  in  peace  like  the  waves  of  eve, 
To  calm  untroubled  rest. 


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They  stand  before  their  Father's  face 

Their  tears  and  conflicts  o'er ; 
Redeeni'd  and  wash'd  they  stay  at  home, 
And  shall  go  out  no  more. 
Home,  sweet  home  ! 
Oh  !  for  that  land  of  rest  above, 
Our  own  eternal  home  ! 


131.  Romans  viii.  33-35. 

1.  n  ING  Hallelujah  !  Christ  doth  live, 
O     And  peace  on  earth  restore  ; 
Come,  ransom'd  souls,  and  glory  give, 

Sing,  worship,  and  adore. 
With  grateful  hearts  to  Him  we  pay 

Our  thanks  in  humble  wise  ; 
Who  aught  unto  our  charge  shall  lay  ? 

'Tis  God  that  justifies. 

2.  Who  can  condemn,  since  Christ  has  died, 

And  ever  lives  with  God  ? 
Now  our  whole  debt  is  fully  paid, 

He  saves  us  by  His  blood : 
The  ransom'd  hosts  in  earth  and  heaven 

Through  countless  choirs  proclaim, 
"  He  hath  redeemed  us,  praise  be  given 

To  God  and  to  the  Lamb." 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  179 

3.  God  raised  Hini  up,  when  He  for  all 

Had  freely  tasted  death,    . 
And  had  redeem'd  us  from  the  fall ; 

On  this  we  ground  our  faith  : 
For  God,  well  pleased,  that  sacrifice 

Declared,  in  sovereign  grace, 
And  all-sufficient  ransom-price 

For  Adam's  fallen  race. 

4.  The  God  of  peace  to  guilty  man 

Doth  pardoning  grace  afford, 
Since  from  the  dead  He  brought  agair 

Our  Shepherd,  Head,  and  Lord  ; — 
That  Shepherd  who  did  freely  bleed, 

Lost  sinners  to  restore, 
Who  died,  but  now  is  risen  indeed, 

And  lives  for  evermore. 

5.  The  God  of  mercies  let  us  praise, 

Who  saveth  fallen  men  : 
Who  by  His  power,  which  Christ  did  raise 

Begets  His  saints  again 
Unto  a  lively  confidence, 

That  they  for  Jesus'  sake, 
Shall  of  the  blest  inheritance 

Reserved  for  them  partake. 

6.  His  resurrection's  power  divine, 

By  grace  on  us  bestowed, 


180  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Renews  us,  that  we,  dead  to  sin, 

May  live  alone  to  God. 
Thus  we,  supported  by  His  might, 

From  strength  to  strength  proceed, 
And  walking  in  His  truth  and  light ; 

Praise  Him  in  word  and  deed. 

7.     In  all  we  do  constrained  by  love, 

We  '11  joy  to  Him  afford, 
And  to  God's  will  obedient  prove 

Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 
Sing  Hallelujah,  and  adore 

On  earth  the  Lamb  once  slain, 
Till  we  in  heaven  shall  evermore 

Exalt  His  name.     Amen  ! 


132.  Eplwsians  iii.  17. 

1.  I"  ORD,  take  my  heart  just  as  it  is, 
JJ     Set  up  therein  Thy  throne  ; 

So  shall  I  love  Thee  above  all, 
And  live  to  Thee  alone. 

2.  I  thank  Thee,  that  in  mercy  Thou 

Hast  waken'd  me  from  death, 
Arous'd  me  out  of  sin's  deep  sleep, 
And  calTd  to  walk  by  faith. 


SPIRITUAL  80A  181 

8.     Complete  Thy  work  and  crown  Thy  grace, 
That  I  may  faithful  prove,   ■ 
And  listen  to  that  still  small  voice, 
Which  whispers  only  love. 

4.  Which  teaches  me  to  know  Thy  will, 

And  gives  me  power  to  do; 
Which  tills  my  heart  with  shame  when  I 
Do  not  that  will  pursue. 

5.  This  unction  may  I  ever  feel, 

This  teaching  of  my  Lord, 
And  learn  obedience  to  Thy  voice, 
Thy  soft  reviving  word. 


133.  Canticle*  ii.  16. 

I  have  found  a 

hose  love  shall  never  end 


1.     VTOW  I  have  found  a  Friend, 
ll     Wh 


y 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Though  earthly  joys  decrease, 
Though  human  friendships  cease, 
Now  I  have  lasting  peace  ; 
Jesus  is  mine. 

Though  I  grow  poor  and  old, 
He  will  my  faith  uphold, — 
Jesus  is  mine. 
16 


182  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

He  shall  my  wants  supply, 
His  precious  blood  is  nigh, 
Nought  can  my  hope  destroy,— 
Jesus  is  mine. 

S     "When  earth  shall  pass  away, 
In  the  great  judgment  day, — 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Oh  !  what  a  glorious  thing, 
Then  to  behold  my  King, 
On  tuneful  harps  to  sing7 

Jesus  is  mine. 

4.  Farewell  mortality  ! 
Welcome  eternity  ! 

Jesus  is  mine. 
He  my  redemption  is, 
Wisdom  and  righteousness, 
Life,  light,  and  holiness  : 

Jesus  is  mine. 

5.  Father  !  Thy  name  I  bless, 
Thine  was  the  sovereign  grace ; 

Praise  shall  be  Thine. 
Spirit  of  holiness, 
Sealing  the  Father's  grace, 
Thou  mad' st  my  soul  embrace 

Jesus  as  mine. 

HENHY  J.   ATC.   HOPE. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  183 

134.  ftofol  xlvi.  1,  2,  3. 

1.  TT/"HE\  the  nations  toss  and  roar, 

i  !       Like  the  billows  on  the  shore, 
When  their  chains  the  people  break, 
Leaders  tremble,  monarchs  quake  ; 
Midst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 
Christ,  our  hope  is  all  in  Thee  1 

2.  When  the  nations  are  at  peace, 
And  the  sounds  of  conflict  cease ; 
When  each  port  is  choked  with  wares, 
And  each  field  its  harvest  bears  ; 
Mid  the  world's  prosperity, 

Christ,  our  hope  is  all  in  Thee'l 

3.  While  the  ages  one  by  one 
Roll  beneath  the  rolling  sun  ; — 
While  the  powers  of  death  and  life, 
Wage  on  earth  a  weary  strife  ; — 
Till  the  corning  dawn  we  see, 
Christ,  our  hope  is  all  in  Thee  ! 


135.  Psalm  xxxi.  15. 


1.     T?ATI 


ATHER,  I  know  that  all  my  life 
portion'd  out  by  Thee, 


184  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

And  the  changes  which  are  sure  to  com©, 

I  do  not  fear  to  see ; 
But  I  ask  Thee  for  a  present  mind 

Intent  on  pleasing  Thee. 

2.  I  ask  Thee  for  a  thoughtful  love, 

Through  constant  watching  wise, 
To  meet  the  glad  with  joyful  smiles, 

And  to  wipe  the  weeping  eyes  ; 
And  a  heart  at  leisure  from  itself, 

To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

3.  I  would  not  have  the  restless  will 

That  hurries  to  and  fro, 
Seeking  for  some  great  thing  to  do, 

Or  secret  thing  to  know  ; 
I  would  be  treated  as  a  child, 

And  guided  where  I  go. 

4.  Wherever  in  the  world  I  am, 

In  whatso'er  estate, 
I  have  a  fellowship  with  hearts, 

To  keep  and  cultivate  ; 
And  a  work  of  lowly  love  to  do, 

For  the  Lord  on  whom  I  wait. 

5.  So  I  ask  Thee  for  the  daily  strength 

To  none  that  ask  denied, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  185 

And  a  mind  to  blend  with  outw  arc!  life 

While  keeping  at  Thy  side ; 
Content  to  fill  a  little  space, 

If  Thou  be  glorified. 

6.  And  if  some  things  I  do  not  ask 

In  my  cup  of  blessing  be, 
I  would  have  my  spirit  fill'd  the  more 

With  grateful  love  to  Thee  ; 
More  careful  not  to  serve  Thee  much, 

But  to  please  Thee  perfectly. 

7.  There  are  briars  besetting  every  path, 

That  call  for  patient  care, 
There  is  a  cross  in  every  lot, 

And  an  earnest  need  for  prayer  ; 
But  a  lowly  heart  that  leans  on  Thee, 

Is  happy  anywhere. 

8.  In  a  service  which  Thy  will  appoints, 

Thejre  are  no  bonds  for  me, 
For  my  inmost  heart  is  taught  "the  truth/-' 

That  makes  Thy  children  "  free  ;" 
And  a  life  of  self-renouncing  love 

Is  a  life  of  liberty. 

A.   L.    (WARING 

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186  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

136.  Ecclctiastes  xi.  1. 

1.  TTPO^ST  the  stormy  waters 

U      The  bread  of  life  we  cast, 
With  cheerful  trust  believing 

It  shall  be  found  at  last. 
We  see  it  but  a  moment, 

Far  drifting  o'er  the  main, 
But  deathless,  undecaying, 

It  shall  be  found  again. 

2.  One  eye  shall  ever  watch  it, 

The  eye  of  Him  who  sees 
Each  tiny  seedling  scatter'd 

By  summer's  passing  breeze  ; 
That  eye  which  sees  the  coral, 

As  year  by  year  it  grows, 
And  counts  the  myriad  crystals 

Of  Himalayan  snows. 

3      Sometimes  with  bitter  weeping 

The  seed  of  life  is  sown, 
With  well-nigh  hopeless  pleadings, 

To  Jesus  only  known. 
With  hope  cleferr'd,  the  mother 

Oft  looks  upon  her  child, 
No  plant  of  heaven  is  springing, 

Though  weeds  grow  rank  and  wild. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  187 

The  shades  of  evening  gather 

Upon  the  Sabbath  sky,  ■ 
From  pastors  and  from  teachers 

The  prayer  ascends  on  high. 
Once  more  their  hands  have  broken 

The  true  and  heavenly  bread  ;— 
Let  them  believe  not  vainly 

The  table  hath  been  spread  ! 

Yes  !  on  the  stormy  waters 

We  cast  the  bread  of  life, 
Vain  are  the  surging  waters, 

Vain  is  the  tempest's  strife. 
His  never  failing  promise 

Jehovah  will  fulfill, 
And  the  seed  be  found  in  glory, 

When  those  proud  waves  are  still. 


137  Hebrews  iv.  1. 

1.  /\H  !  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
\J  Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ?  • 
'T  were  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound. 

Or  pierce  to  either  pole  ; 
The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
'T  is  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live  ; 

Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 


188  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unnieasur'd  by  the  flight  of  years  ; 

And  all  that  life  is  love  : — 
There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath, 
Oh  !  what  eternal  horrors  hang 

Around  "  the  eternal  death." 

3.  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banish'd  from  Thy  face 

And  evermore  undone  ; 
Here  would  we  end  our  quest ; 

Alone  are  found  in  Thee, 
The  life  of  perfect  love, — the  rest 

Of  immortality. 

MONTGOMERY, 


138.  Luke  xxii.  19. 

(sacramental.) 

1.     TTERE,  0  my  Lord,  I  see  Thee  face  to  face  ; 
JLL     Here  would  I  touch  and  handle  things 

unseen ; 
Here  grasp  with  firmer  hand  tlr  e'ernal  grace, 
And  all  my  weariness  upon  Thee  lean. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  189 

2.  Here  would  I  feed  upon  the  bread  of  God  ; 
Here   drink  with   Thee   the  royal   wine   of 

heaven ; 
Here  would  I  lay  aside  each  earthly  load, 
Here  taste  afresh  the  calm  of  sin  forgiven. 

3.  I  have  no  help  but  Thine  ;  nor  do  I  need 
Another  arm  save  Thine  to  lean  upon ; 

It  is  enough,  my  Lord,  enough  indeed ; 
My  strength  is   in   Thy  might,  Thy  might 
alone. 

4.  I  have  no  wisdom  save  in  Him,  who  is 
My  wisdom  and  my  teacher  both  in  one  ; 
No  wisdom  can  I  lack  while  Thou  art  wise, 
No  teaching  do  I  crave,  save  Thine  alone. 

5.  Mine  is  the  sin,  but  Thine  the  righteousness ; 
Mine  is  the  guilt,   but  Thine  the  cleansing 

blood. 
This  is  my  robe,  my  refuge,  and  my  peace— 
Thy  blood,  Thy  righteousness,  O   Lord  my 

God. 

6.  Too  soon  we  rise  ;  the  symbols  disappear ; 
The  feast,  but  not  the  love,  is  pass'd  and 

gone  ; 


190  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

The  bread  and  wine  remove,  but  Thou  art 

here — 
Nearer  than  ever — still  coy  shield  and  sun. 

7.     Feast  after  feast  thus  conies  and  passes  by ; 
Yet  passing,  points  to  the  great  feast  above  ; 
Giving  sweet  foretastes  of  the  festal  joy, 
The  Lamb's  great  bridal  feast  of  bliss  and 
love. 

H.    BOXAR. 


139.  Canticles  i.  3. 

1.  rFHERE  is  a  name  I  love  to  hear, 
-L     I  love  to  speak  its  worth  ; 

It  sounds  like  music  in  mine  ear, 
The  sweetest  name  on  earth. 

2.  It  tells  me  of  a  Saviours  love 

"Who  died  to  set  me  free  ; 
It  tells  me  of  His  precious  blood, 
The  sinner's  perfect  plea. 


o. 


It  tells  me  of  a  Father's  smile, 

Beaming  upon  His  child. ; 
It  cheers  me  through  this  u  little  while," 

Through  desert,  waste,  and  wild. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  191 

4.  It  tells  me  what  my  Father  hath 

In  store  for  ev'ry  day, 
And,  though  I  tread  a  darksome  path, 
Yields  sunshine  all  the  way. 

5.  It  tells  of  One  whose  loving  heart 

Can  feel  my  deepest  woe, 

Who  in  my  sorrow  bears  a  part 

That  none  can  bear  below. 

6.  It  bids  my  trembling  heart  rejoice, 

It  dries  each  rising  tear, 
It  tells  me  in  "  a  still  small  voice  " 
To  trust  and  never  fear. 

7.  Jesus  !  the  name  I  love  so  well, 

The  name  I  love  to  hear  ! 
No  saint  on  earth  its  worth  can  tell, 
No  heart  conceive  how  dear. 

8.  This  name  shall  shed  its  fragrance  still 

Along  this  thorny  road, 
Shall  sweetly  smooth  the  rugged  hill 
That  leads  me  up  to  God. 

9.  And  there  with  all  the  blood-bought  throng 

From  sin  and  sorrow  free. 


192  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

I  '11  sing  the  new  eternal  song 
Of  Jesus'  love  to  me. 

F.   WHITFIELD. 


140.  Psalm  xciv.  12. 

1.  rFHE  more  the  cross  the  nearer  heaven  ; — 
JL     Where  is  no  cross  there  God  is  not ; 
The  world's  turmoil  doth  hide  His  face, 
Hell,  sense,  and  self,  make  Him  forgot. 
Oh  !  where  God  draws  a  blessed  lot, 

His  mercy  some  dark  lines  doth  trace. 

2.  The  more  the  cross,  the  better  Christian  ; — 
God  lays  the  touchstone  to  each  soul ; 
How  many  a  garden  must  lie  waste 

Did  not  a  tear-storm  o'er  it  roll ! 

Refining  grief,  a  living  coal, 

Upon  the  Christian's  heart  is  placed. 

3.  The  more  the  cross,  the  more  believing ; — 
In  desert  lands  the  palm  trees  grow ; 
And  when  the  grape  is  strongly  press'd, 
Then  doth  its  sweetness  overflow  ; 

And  strength  lies  hid  in  every  woe, 
As  pearls  do  in  the  salt  wave  rest. 

4.  The  more  the  cross,  the  more  the  praying  ;- 
The  bruised  plant  yields  sweetest  balm  ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  198 

Man  cloth  not  seek  to  find  the  pole 
In  quiet  seas  and  steady  calms  ; 
And  how  should  we  have  David's  psalms 
Had  he  not  had  a  troubled  soul  ? 

5.  The  more  the  cross,  the  more  the  longing  ;— 
Out  of  the  vale  man  upward  goes ; 
"Whose  pathway  through  the  desert  lies, 

He  craves  the  land  where  Jordan  flows. 
When  here  the  dove  finds  no  repose, 
Straight  to  the  ark  with  joy  she  flies. 

6.  The  more  the  cross,  the  sweeter  death  ; — 
For  man  rejoices  then  to  die  ; 

When  as  his  body  is  laid  down 
Much  pain  and  sorrow  are  laid  by  ; 
His  cross  there  on  his  grave  doth  lie — 
See  man  doth  wear  the  victor's  crown  ! 

7.  Oh  !  Jesus,  Lord,  the  crucified  ! 
Now  let  the  cross  more  welcome  be ; 
Nor  let  my  soul  complaining  toss, 
But  plant  Thou  such  a  heart  in  me, 
As  patiently  shall  look  to  Thee 
For  gain  up  yonder,  for  my  loss. 

N«    BCHMOLK. 


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194  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

141.  Revelation  v.  9. 

1.  /^OME  let  us  join  to  sing  of  Jesus'  tore  ; 
\J    Sing  how  for  us  He  left  His  throne  above, 

Came  down  on  earth,  a  man  by  birth, 
Then  died  upon  the  tree, 
And  brought  salvation,  endless,  rich,  and  free. 

2.  Sing  how  He  burst  the  barriers  of  the  grave, 
And  rise  in  triumph,  guilty  men  to  save, 

Ascended  high,  no  more  to  die, 
But  seated  on  His  throne, 
'.Mid  angel  choirs  our  worthless  names  to  own. 


3.  S.ing  how   before    His    Father's  throne   He 

pleads, 
For  all  mankind  in  mercy  intercedes, 

Pities  their  woes,  subdues  their  foes, 
Their  every  want  supplies, 
And  bids  their  souls  in  triumph  to  Him  rise. 

4.  Sing  how  He  pour'd  His  Spirit  from  on  high 
To  give  His  people  life  no  more  to  die, 

And  by  His  word,  His  Spirit's  sword, 
Subdues  the  heart  of  stone, 
While  angels  sing  another  viet'rv  won. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  195 

5.  Sing  of  His  grace  which  all  our  hearts  re- 

new'd, 
Cleansed  us  from  sin  in  His  atoning  blood, 

Removed  our  guilt,  and  gave  relief 
From  Satan's  galling  chain, 
And  soon  will  raise  our  souls  with  Him  to 
reign. 

6.  In  higher  worlds  we'll  join  His  grace  to 

praise, 
Where  heavenly  choirs  will  add  their  highest 

lays ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  prais'd  be  His  name, 
Who  saved  us  by  His  blood, 
And  rais'd  our  souls  to  dwell  in  light  with 

God. 


142.  Revelation  xxi.  4. 

1,  1  f  Y  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair, 
ill     Nor  pain,  nor  death  can  enter  there 
Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine, 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 

I'm  going  home,  I'm  going  home* 
I  'm  going  home,  to  die  no  more. 

2.  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky  ; 


196  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

When  from  this  earthly  prison  free, 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 


While  here  a  stranger  far  from  home, 
Affliction's  waves  may  round  me  foam  ; 
And  though  like  Lazarus  sick  and  poor, 
My  heavenly  mansion  is  secure. 
I  'in  going  home,  etc. 


Which  flames  devour  or  waves  o'erflow ; 
Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own 
A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 
I'm  going  home,  etc. 

5.     Then  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 
All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be, 
This  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me, 
I  'm  going  home,  etc. 

W.   HUNTER. 


L43.  Deuteronomy  xxxiii.  25. 

1.     TIT  AIT  my  soul  upon  the  Lord, 
IT      To  His  gracious  promise  flee, 
Laying  hold  upon  His  word, 

"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  197 

2.  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case 

Seem  peculiar  still  to  thee," 
God  has  promised  needful  grace, 

"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

3.  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  thou  may'st  see, 
This  is  still  thy  sweet  relief, — 

"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4.  Rock  of  ages  !  I  'm  secure, 

With  thy  promise  full  and  free, 
Faithful,  positive,  and  sure — 

"  As  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

w.  F.  LLOYD. 


144.  Job  iii.  17. 

1.  T)  EST,  from  anxious  thought, 

JLl     From  pressing,  hurrying  care  ! 

Rest  here  so  vainly  sought, 

So  richly  furnish'd  there. 

Oh,  Saviour  dear  !  how  sweet  "'t  will  be 

To  rest  my  weary  head  on  Thee. 

2.  Peace,  peace,  a  calm  repose, 
No  shadows  hov'ring  still 

17* 


198  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Around,  of  coming  woes, 

Peace  shall  each  bosom  fill. 

Oh,  Saviour  dear  !  how  sweet 't  will  be 

To  be  at  peace  because  with  Thee. 

3.     Vigour  and  strength  shall  there 
In  mind  and  spirit  reign, 
No  conflict  then  shall  wear 
Me  with  unceasing  pain. 
Oh,  Saviour  dear  !  how  sweet 't  will  be 
With  perfect  pow'rs  to  worship  Thee. 


145.  John  xiv.  14. 

1.  1VTY  prayer  to  the  promise  shall  cling — 
111     I  will  not  give  heed  to  a  doubt ; 
For  I  ask  for  the  one  needful  thing, 

Which  I  cannot  be  happy  without. 

2.  A  spirit  of  lowly  repose 

In  the  love  of  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
A  heart  to  be  touched  with  his  woes, 
And  a  care  not  to  grieve  Him  again. 


•j. 


The  peace  that  my  Saviour  has  bought, 
The  cheerfulness  nothing  can  dim, 

The  love  that  can  bring  every  thought 
Into  perfect  obedience  to  Him. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  19S 

4.  The  wisdom  His  mercy  to  own 

In  the  way  He  directs  me  to  take, — 
To  glory  in  Jesus  alone, 

And  to  love,  and  do  good  for  His  sake. 

5.  All  this  Thou  hast  offer'd  to  me 

In  the  promise  whereon  I  will  rest ; 
For  faith,  oh,  my  Saviour,  in  Thee  ! 
Is  the  substance  of  all  my  request. . 

6.  Thy  word  has  commanded  my  prayer, 

Thy  Spirit  has  taught  me  to  pray, 
And  all  my  unholy  despair 
Is  ready  to  vanish  away. 

7.  Thou  wilt  not  be  weary  of  me, 

Thy  promise  my  faith  will  sustain, 
And  soon,  very  soon  I  shall  see 

That  I  have  not  been  asking  in  vain. 

A.    L.  WAKING. 


146.  Matthew  xvi.  26. 

1.     TT7HAT  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price 
T  V      The  whole  creation  round  ? 
That  which  was  lost  in  paradise, 
That  which  in  Christ  is  found. 


20C  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.     The  soul  of  man — Jehovah's  breath  I 
That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife  ; 
Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death, 
Heaven  stoops  to  give  it  life. 

3.  God  to  reclaim  it  did  not  spare 

His  well-beloved  Son ; 
Jesus,  to  save  it,  deign'd  to  bear 
The  sins  of  all  in  one. 

4.  The  Holy  Spirit  seaTd  the  plan, 

And  pledged  the  blood  divine 
To  ransom  every  soul  of  man  ; 
That  blood  was  shed  for  mine. 

5.  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below 

In  earthly  vessels  frail  ? 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know 
Till  flesh  and  spirit  fail  ? 

6.  Then  let  us  gather  round  the  cross, 

This  knowledge  to  obtain, 
Not  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss,. 
But  everlasting  gain. 

MONTGOMERY. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  201 

1 47.  Hebrews  iv.  8. 

1.  f\R  !  for  the  cairn  beyond  the  storma 
\J     In  the  presence  of  the  Lord, 

Where  with  angels  bright, 
Both  day  and  night, 
We  shall  hear  His  sacred  word  1 

2.  Oh  !  for  the  body  free  from  pain, 
The  spirit  free  from  sin, 

Which  He  will  give 
To  the  souls  that  live, 
Who  shall  dwell  His  courts  within. 

3.  Oh !   for  the  joy  no  eye  hath  seen, 
No  human  heart  hath  known  ; 

For  faint  and  low 
Fall  the  echoes  below 
Of  the  songs  around  His  throne. 

4.  But  oh  !  for  grace  to  serve  Him  here, 
To  rest  upon  His  love, 

To  walk  with  God 
On  our  earthly  road, 
And  to  anchor  our  joys  above  ! 

5.  Oh  !  for  a  faith  to  see  the  Lord 
Through  darkness  and  through  tears, 

To  hear  His  voice, 
And  still  to  rejoice, 
And  watch  till  the  day  appears  ! 


202  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

148  2  Corinthians  ix.  15. 

1.     T)LESSED  be  God,  our  God  ! 

JD     Who  gave  for  us  His  well-beloved  Son, 
The  gift  of  gifts,  all  other  gifts  in  one. 


2.  What  will  He  not  bestow  ? 

Who  freely  gave  this  mighty  gift,  unbought. 
Unmerited,  unheeded,  and  unsought, 
What  will  He  not  bestow  ? 

3.  He  spared  not  His  Son  ! 

'Tis  this  that  silences  each  rising  fear, 
'  T  is  this  that  bids  the  hard  thought  disap- 
pear— 
He  spared  not  His  Son  ! 

4.  Who  shall  condemn  us  now  ? 

Since  Christ  has  died,  and  ris'n,  and  gone 

above 
For  us  to  plead  at  the  right  hand  of  love, 
Who  shall  condemn  us  now  ? 

5.  '  T  is  God  that  justifies  ! 

Who  shall  recall  His  pardon  or  His  grace  t 
Or  who  the  broken  chain  of  guilt  replace  ? 
'  T  is  God  that  justifies  ! — 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  20S 

6.  The  victory  is  ours  ! 

For  us  in  might  came  forth  the  mighty  One, 
For  us  He  fought  the  fight,  the  triumph  won : 
The  victory  is  ours. 

H.   BONAR. 


149.  Proverbs  xviii.  24. 

1.  T  OKD  !  no  guardian  to  defend  me 
JU  In  the  world  I  have  like  Thee, 
Xone  so  willing  to  befriend  me  ; 

Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 

2.  Oh  !  may  life  be  one  great  mission, 

Christ  to  follow,  serve,  and  please, 
Copying  His  meek  submission, 
Sacrificing  self  and  ease. 

3.  Zealous  in  each  sacred  duty, 

May  I  be  more  Saviour-like ; 
May  each  plant  of  Christian  beauty 
In  my  soul  its  fibres  strike ; — 

4.  Bearing  fruit,  whose  holy  savour 

Sheds  its  fragrance  round  my  path, 
Seeking  nothing  but  His  favour, 
Dreading  nothing  but  His  wrath. 


204  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5      "What  is  life  ?  a  scene  of  troubles, 
Following  swiftly  one  by  one; 
Phantom  visions — airy  bubbles, 

Which  appear,  and  then — are  gone ! 

6.  What  at  best  the  world's  vain  fashion  ? 

Quickly  it  must  past  away ; 
Vexing  care  and  whirlwind  passion, 
Surging  like  the  angry  spray. 

7.  One  brief  moment,  Lord,  may  sever 

All  that  earth  can  friendship  call ; 
But  Thy  friendship  is  for  ever, 
It  outlives  the  wreck  of  all. 

j.  it.  macduff. 


150.  1  Corinthians  v.  17. 


H 


T  ALLELU  J  AH  !     I  believe  ! 

Now  the  giddy  world  stands  fast, 


Now  my  soul  has  found  an  anchor 
Till  the  night  of  storm  is  past. 

All  the  gloomy  mists  are  rising, 
But  a  clue  is  in  my  hand, 

Thro'  earth's  labyrinth  to  guide  me 
To  a  bright  and  heavenly  land. 


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2.  Hallelujah  !  I  believe  ! 

Sorrow's  bitterness  is  o'er, 
And  affliction's  heavy  burden 

"Weighs  my  spirits  down  no  more. 
On  the  cross  the  mystic  writing 

Now  reveal'd  before  me  lies 
And  I  read  the  words  of  comfort, 

"As  a  father,  I  chastise." 

3.  Hallelujah!  I  believe  1 

Now  no  longer  on  my  soul 
All  the  debt  of  sin  is  lying, — 

One  great  Friend  has  paid  the  whole  ! 
Icebound  fields  of  legal  labour 

I  have  left  with  all  their  toil ; 
"While  the  fruits  of  love  are  growing 

From  a  new  and  genial  soil. 

4.  Hallelujah  !  I  believe  ! 

Now  life's  mystery  is  gone, 
Gladly  thro'  its  fleeting  shadows, 

To  the  end  I  journey  on. 
Thro'  the  tempest,  or  the  sunshine, 

Over  flowers  or  ruins  led, 
Still  the  path  is  homeward  hasting, 

Where  all  sorrow  shall  have  fled. 

5.  •  Hallelujah  !  I  believe  ! 

Now,  oh  !  love,  I  know  thy  power, 
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206  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Thine  no  false  or  fragile  fetters, 
Not  the  rose-wreaths  of  an  hour  I 

Christian  bonds  of  holy  union 
Death  itself  does  not  destroy;. 

Yes  !  to  live,  and  love  for  ever, 
Is  our  heritage  of  joy. 

MoWES. 


151.  Hebreics  xii.  2. 

1.  T  LOOK  to  Jesus,  and  the  cloud 

JL     Of  my  transgressions  melts  away, 

E'en  as  the  blackest  midnight  shroud 

Gives  place  to  the  returning  day. 

2.  I  look  to  Jesus,  and  the  stains 

Of  my  life's  guilt,  tho*'  dark  and  deep, 
Are  wash'd,  till  not  a  spot  remains, 
And  I  can  safely  wake  and  sleep. 

3.  I  look  to  Jesus,  and  the  face 

Of  God  is  turn'd  on  me  in  love, 
I  feel  a  Father's  fond  embrace, 

And  all  my  doubts  and  fears  remove. 

4.  I  look  to  Jesus,  and  behold  ! 

My  heart  is  lighten'd  of  its  cares, 
My  love  for  earthly  things  grows  cold,  • 
And  pleasure  vainly  spreads  her  snares. 


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5.  I  look  to  Jesus,  when  my  foes 

With  violence  my  peace  assail ; 
On  His  dear  breast  T  find  repose, 
And  all  their  hateful  efforts  fail. 

6.  I  look  to  Jesus,  ancV-the  sight 

Of  all  that  He  endured  for  me, 
Makes  e'en  my  greatest  suff 'rings  light, 
Compared  with  His  deep  agony. 

*I.     I  look  to  Jesus,  when  my  zeal, 

And  faith,  and  love,  grow  dead  and  cold  ; 
Then  doth  He  Calvary  reveal, 

And  makes  me  in  His  service  bold. 

8.  I  look  to  Jesus,  when  the  waves 

Of  dark  corruptions  rage  within, 
And  He  from  their  dominion  saves, 
From  their  pollution  makes  me  clean. 

9.  I  look  to  Jesus,  and  I  see 

Heaven's  golden  portals  opening  wide, 
With  ready  welcome  e'en  to  me, 
Tho'  vile,  to  enter  and  abide. 

10.    Thus  let  me,  Lord,  while  life  doth  last, 
In  faith  look  ever  up  to  Thee, 
And  when  life's  sinful  days  are  past, 
I  shall  Thy  face  in  glory  see. 

c.  T.  ASTI.EY. 


208  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

152.  Hebrews  xiii.  14. 

1.  T 'M  but- a  stranger  here  ; 
JL     Earth  is  a  desert  drear, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  every  hand, 
Heaven  is  my  father-land, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

2.  What  though  the  tempests  rage, 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
And  time's  wild  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  be  overpast, 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last. 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

3.  There  at  my  Saviour's  side, 
I  shall  be  glorified, 

Heaven  is  my  home, 
There  with  the  good  and  blest 
Those  I  loved  most  and  best, 
I  shall  for  ever  rest ; 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

4.  Therefore  I  '11  murmur  not, 
Whate'er  my  earthly  lot, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 


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For  I  shall  surely  stand 

There  at  my  Lord's  right'  hand  ; — 

Heaven  is  my  father- land, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

THOS.   It.    TAYLOR. 


153.  1  Timothy  i.  17. 

1.  f\  LORY  to  God  the  Father  be, 
\JT     Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
Glory  to  God  the  Holy  Ghost, 

Glory  to  God  alone  1 

2.  My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 

My  spirit  doth  rejoice 
In  God,  my  Saviour  and  my  God ; 
I  hear  His  joyful  voice. 

3.  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy 

Who  have  a  feast  at  home  ; 
My  sighs  are  turned  into  songs, 
The  Comforter  is  come. 

4.  Down  from  on  high  the  blessed  Dove 

Is  come  into  my  breast, 
To  witness  God's  eternal  love  ; — 
This  is  my  heavenly  feast. 
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210  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.  This  makes  me,  Abba,  Father,  cry, 

With  confidence  of  soul ; 
It  makes  me  cry,  my  Lord,  my  God, 
•    And  that  without  control. 

6.  Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 

From  fancy  't  is  conceal'd, 
What  Thou,  Lord,  hast  laid  up  for  Thine, 
And  hast  to  me  reveal'd. 

7.  I  see  Thy  face,  I  hear  Thy  voice, 

I  taste  Thy  sweetest  love, 
My  soul  doth  leap,  but,  oh  I  for  wings, 
The  wings  of  Xoah's  dove. 

8.  Then  should  I  flee  far  hence  away, 

Leaving  this  world  of  sin  ; 
Then  should  my  Lord  put  forth  His  hand 
And  kindly  take  me  in. 

9.  Then  should  my  soul  with  angels  feast, 

On  joys  that  always  last ; 
Bless' d  be  my  God,  the  God  of  joy, 
Who  gives  me  here  a  taste  ! 


154.  Matthew  x.  29. 

1.     "1TIGHTY  God  !  on  whom  the  cares 
ILL     Of  all  creation  lie  5 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  211 

And  whose  ample  bosom  bears 
The  load  so  easily. 
Midst  the  worlds  that  lean  on  Thee 
Thou  hast  loving  thoughts  of  me. 

Ever  quickly  Thou  dost  hear 

Thy  children's  feeble  cry, 

And  dost  keep  them  everywhere 

Beneath  Thy  watchful  eye. 

But  'midst  the  worlds  that  lean  on  Thee 

Thou  hast  faithful  thoughts  of  me. 

Anxious  cares  and  heavy  woes 

Oft  agitate  my  breast ; 

And  no  balm  on  earth  that  grows 

Can  give  my  spirit  rest. 

But  midst  worlds  that  lean  on  Thee 

Thou  hast  gentle  thoughts  of  me. 


155-  Numbers  xxi.  4. 

1.     "niLGRDl  of  earth,  who  art  journeying  to 
JL  heaven ! 

Heir  of  eternal  life  !  child  of  the  day  ! 
Cared  for,  watch xl  over,  beloved  and  forgiven. 
Art  thou  discouraged  because  of  the  way  ? 


212  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

9      Cared  for,   watch? d    over,    tlio'    often    thou 
seemest 
Justly  forsaken,  nor  counted  a  child — 
Loved  and  forgiven,  tho'  rightly  thou  deemest 
Thyself  all  unlovely,  impure,  and  defiled. 

3.  Weary  and  thirsty,  no  water-brook  near  thee, 
Press  on,  nor  faint  at  the  length  of  the  way  ; 
The  God  of  thy  life  will  assuredly  hear  thee  ; 
He  will  provide  thee  with  strength  for  the 

day. 

4.  Break  through  the  brambles  and  briars  that 

obstruct  thee ; 
Dread  not  the  gloom  and  the  blackness  of 

night ; 
Lean  on  the  hand  that  will  safely  conduct 

thee ; 
Trust  to  Sis  eye  to  whom  darkness  is  light ! 

5.  Be    trustful,   be    steadfast,   whatever  betide 

thee, 
Only  one  thing  do  thou  ask  of  the  Lord — 
Grace  to  go  forward  wherever  He  guide  thee, 
Simply  believing  the  truth  of  His  word. 

6.  Still  on  thy  spirit  deep  anguish  is  pressing — 
Noi  for  the  yoke  that  His  wisdom  bestows. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  213 

A  heavier  burden  thy  soul  is  distressing, 

A  heart  that  is  slow  in  His  love  to  repose  ; — • 

7.  Earthlincss,  coldness,  unthankful  behaviour  ; 
Oh  !  thou  may'st  sorrow,  but  do  not  despair: 
Even   this  grief  thou   may'st   bring  to  thy 

Saviour ; 
Cast  upon  Him  e'en  this  burden  and  care  ! 

8.  Bring  all  thy  hardness ;  His  pow'r  can  sub- 

due it : 
How  full  is  the  promise !  the  blessing  how 

free  ! 
"  "Whatsoever  ye  ask  in  my  name,  I  will  do 

it." 
"  Abide  in  my  love,  and  be  joyful  in  me." 


156,  Matthew  vi.  6. 

1.      C\  O  when  the  morning  shineth- 


GOw 
g 


Go  when  the  noon  is  bright — 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth — 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night . 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Fling  earthly  thoughts  away, 
And  in  thy  chamber  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 


211  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2      Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  arc  loved  by  thee, 
Pray  too  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be. 
Then  for  thyself  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  link  with  each  petition, 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

8      Or  if  't  is  here  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray, 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee 

When  friends  are  round  thy  way ; 
E'en  then  the  silent  breathing 

Of  thy  spirit  raised  above, 
Will  reach  His  throne  of  glory, 

Who  is  mercy,  truth,  and  love. 

4.     Oh  !  not  a  joy  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare, 
The  power  that  lie  has  given  us, 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer  1 
Whene'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness, 

Before  His  footstool  fall, 
And  remember  in  thy  gladness 

His  grace  who  gave  thee  alL 


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157.  Psalm  cxix.  105. 

1.  T  AMP  of  our  feet,  whereby  we  trace 
lj     Our  path,  as  here  we  stray  ; 

Stream  from  the  fount  of  heav'nly  grace — 
Brook  by  the  traveller's  way. 

2.  Bread  of  our  souls  !  whereon  we  feed, 

Our  manna  from  on  high  ; 
Our  guide,  our  chart,  wherein  we  read 
Of  realms  beyond  the  sky. 

3.  Pillar  of  fire  !  through  watches  dark  , 

Or  radiant  cloud  by  day  ! 
When  waves  would  whelm  our  tossing  bark 
Our  anchor  and  our  stay. 

4.  Pole  star  on  life's  tempestuous  deep  ! 

Beacon  when  doubts  surround ; 
Compass  !  by  which  our  course  we  keep  ; 
Our  plummet-line  to  sound  ! 

5.  Our  shield  and  buckler  in  the  fight ! 

In  victory's  hour  the  palm  ! 
Comfort  in  grief !  in  weakness — might  I 
In  sickness — G-ilead's  balm. 

6.  Childhood's  instructor,  manhood's  trust, 

Old  age's  firm  ally, 


216  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Our  hope,  when  we  go  down  to  dust, 
Of  immortality. 

7.     Word  of  the  living  God  ! 

"Will  of  His  glorious  Son  ! 
Without  Thee,  how  could  earth  be  trod, 
Or  heaven  itself  be  won  ? 

BERNARD   BARTON. 


158.  Psalm  lxxxiv.  14 

0 


i  LORD  !  I  look  to  Thee  ; 
To  Thee  lift  up  my  heart, 
In  heaven  I  would  Thy  glory  see, 
Now,  therefore,  grace  impart. 

2.  Grace  to  prevent  my  sin, 

My  passions  to  subdue, 
My  heart  to  change,  my  soul  to  win, 
My  spirit  to  renew. 

3.  Grace  every  hour  to  bend 

My  stubborn  will  to  Thine. 

Till  I  in  mind  and  heart  ascend 

To  where  the  angels  shine. 

4.  Grace  that  I  ever  may 

Walk  humbly  with  my  God, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  2H 

And  choose  the  self-renouncing  way 
The  lowly  Jesus  trod. 

H 

5.  Grace  to  each  stroke  to  bow, 

Gladly  each  cross  to  bear, 
That,  suff'ring  with  the  Saviour  now, 
I  soon  His  joy  may  share. 

6.  Grace  to  be  kind  to  all ; 

All  to  forbear  in  love  ; 
Gently  to  deal  with  those  that  fall, 
Like  Ilim  who  reigns  above. 

7.  Grace,  even  to  my  foes, 

In  tenderness  to  speak, 
And,  tho'  they  wrong  me  and  oppose, 
To  be  like  Jesus — meek. 

8.  Grace,  onward  still  to  go, 

Forward  each  day  to  press, 
Till  Thou  the  blood-bought  prize  bestow, 
Christ's  crown  of  righteousness. 

9.  Lord  !  give  me  this  rich  grace  ! 

Oh,  give  Thyself  to  me, 
That  I  may  dwell  before  Thy  face, 
And  all  Thy  glory  see. 

C.    T.    ASTLK\ 
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213  SPIRITUAL  S0K08. 

159.  Arts  xx.  38. 

1.  THRIEXD  after  friend  departs,— 
1  Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 

That  finds  not  here  an  end  : 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest, 
Living  or  dying  none  were  blest 

2.  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 

Beyond  this  vale  of  death. 
There  surely  is  some  Messed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath, 
Nor  life's  affections  transient  tire, 
"Whose  sparks  fly  upward  and  expire  1 

3.  There  is  a  world  above, 

Where  parting  is  unknown, 
A  whole  eternity  of  love, 

Porm'd  for  the  saints  alone  : 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  happier  sphere. 

4.  Thus  star  by  star  declines, 

Till  all  are  pass'd  away  ; 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shine9 
To  pure  and  perfect  day  : 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  219 

Nor  sink  these  stars  in  empty  night — ■ 
They  hide  themselves  in  Christ's  own  light. 

MONTGOMERY. 


160.  Psalm  xxxix.  12. 

1.     T  AM  wandering  down  life's  shady  path, 
JL     Slowly,  slowly,  wandering  down  ; 
I  am  wandering  down  life's  rugged  path, 
Slowly,  slowly,  wandering  down. 


2.  Morn,  with  its  store  of  buds  and  dew, 

Lies  far  behind  me  now ; 
Morn,  with  its  wealth  of  song  and  light, 
Lies  far  behind  me  now. 

3.  The  pleasant  heights  of  breezy  life, 

The  pleasant  heights  are  past ; 
The  sunny  slopes  of  buoyant  life, 
The  sunny  slopes  are  past. 

4.  I  shall  rest  in  yon  low  valley  soon, 

There  to  sleep  my  toil  away ; 
I  shall  rest  in  yon  sweet  valley  soon, 
There  to  sleep  my  tears  away. 

5.  Laid  side  by  side  with  those  I  love, 

How  calm  that  rest  shall  be ! 


220  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Laid  side  by  side  with  those  I  love, 
How  soft  that  sleep  shall  be  1 

G.     I  shall  rise  and  put  on  glory, 

When  the  great  morn  shall  dawn ; 
I  shall  rise  and  put  on  beauty 
"When  the  glad  morn  shall  dawn. 

7.  I  shall  mount  to  yon  fair  city. 

The  dwelling  of  the  blest ; 
I  shall  enter  yon  bright  city, 
The  palace  of  the  blest. 

8.  I  shall  meet  the  many  parted  ones, 

In  that  our  home  of  joy  : 

Lost  love  for  ever  found  again, 

In  that  dear  home  of  joy. 

9.  We  have  shared  our  earthly  sorrows, 

Each  with  the  other  here  ; 
We  shall  share  our  earthly  gladness, 
Each  with  the  other  there. 

10     We  have  mingled  tears  together, 

We  shall  mingle  smiles  and  song  : 
We  have  mingled  sighs  together, 
We  shall  mingle  smiles  and  song. 

H.    BOXAR. 


SPIRITUAL  SOX  OS.  22i 

161.  John  i.  29. 

1.  "llf'Y  faith  looks  up  to  Thee, 
IIL     Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  diviue  ; 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray, 
Take  all  my  guilt  away  : 
O  let  me  from  this  day 

Be  wholly  Thine. 

2.  May  Thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire  : 
As  Thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh  may  my  love  to  Thee, 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire. 

3.  When  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  Thou  my  guide  ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  Thee  aside. 

4.  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
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222  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Blest  Saviour,  then  in  love. 
Fear  and  distrust  remove. 
Oh  !  bear  me  safe  above 


A  ransoni'd  soul. 


EAT  PALMER. 


162.  Romans  xiv.  8. 

1.  «  ITT E  are  the  Lord's."     His  all  sufficient 

T  I  merit, 

Seal'd  on  the  cross,  to  us  this  grace  accords ; 
"  We  are  the  Lord's,""  and  all  things  shall 

inherit ; 
Whether  we  live  or  die,  "  We  are  the  Lord's." 

2.  "  We  are  the  Lord's."     Then  let  us  gladly 

tender 
Our  souls  to  Him  in  deeds,  not  empty  words  ; 
Let  heart,  and  tongue,  and  life,  combine  to 

render 
No    doubtful    witness    that    u  We    are    the 

Lord's." 

3.  "  We  are  the  Lord's."    No  darkness  brooding 

o'er  us 
Can  make  us  tremble,  while  this  star  affords 
A  steady  light  along  the  path  before  as — 
Faith's   full    assurance   that   "  We    are    the 

Lord's." 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  22S 

u  We  are  the  Lord's."     No  evil  can  befall  us 
In  the  dread  hour  of  life's  fast   loosening 

cords  ; 
No  pangs  of  death  shall  even  then  appal  us  ; 
Death  we  shall  vanquish,  for  "  We  are  the 

Lord's." 

C.    T.    ASTLEY. 


163.  Acts  xxi.  14. 

1.  AS  Thou  wilt,  my  God  !  I  ever  say  ; 

IX.     What  Thou  wilt  is  ever  best  for  me  ; 
What  have  I  to  do  with  earthly  care, 

Since  to-morrow  I  may  leave  with  Thee  ? 
Lord,  Thou  knowest  I  am  not  my  own, 
All  my  hope  and  help  depend  on  Thee  alone. 

2.  As  Thou  wilt !  still  I  can  believe, 

Never  did  the  word  of  promise  fail ; 
Faith  can  hold  it  fast,  and  feel  it  sure, 

Tho'  temptations  cloud,  and  fears  assail. 
Why  art  thou  disquieted,  my  soul, 
When  thy  Father  knows  and  rules  the  whole  I 

3.  As  Thou  wilt !  still  I  can  endure 

Patiently  my  daily  cross  to  bear;  " 
Why  should  I  complain,  a  pardon'd  child, 
If  the  children's  portion  here  I  share  ? 


224  SPIRITUAL  &0NG6. 

As  Thou  wilt !  my  Father  and  my  God  1 
I  can  drink  the  cup,  and  bless  the  rod. 

4.  As  Thou  wilt  !  still  I  can  hope  on. 

Sunshine   may  return,  when   storms  have 
pass'd ;     * 
Thine  all-seeing  eye  of  sleepless  love 

Watches  o'er  my  path  from  first  to  last. 
When  Thou  wilt !  upon  the  desert  plain 
Springs  may  rise  anew,  and  rivers  flow  agaii- 

5.  As  Thou  wilt !  all  life's  journey  through, 

To  Thy  will  my  own  I  would  resign  ; 
If  on  earth  I  have  but  little  store, 

Be  it  so  !  all  heaven  shall  be  mine  : 
Or  if  but  Thyself,  my  God,  art  given, 
Nothing  more   I  need   or   ask  in  earth  or 
heaven. 

6.  As  Thou  wilt !  when  Thine  hour  is  come, 

Let  Thy  servant,  Lord,  in  peace  depart ; 
Good  it  is  to  love  and  serve  Thee  here, 

Better  to  be  with  Thee  where  Thou  art. 
When,  or  where,  or  how  the  call  may  be, 
It  will  not  come  too  early  or  too  late  for  me. 

7.  As  Thou  wilt !  oh,  Lord  !  I  ask  no  more. 

With  the  promise,  faith  pursues  her  way  ; 


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Patience  can  endure  through  sorrow's  night, 
Hope  can   look  beyond  to  heaven's  own 

day. 
Love  can  w^ait,  and  trust,  and  labour  still ; — 
Life   and  death   shall  be  according  to  Thy 

will! 

KEUMEISTER. 


]  64.  Psalm  iv.  1 

1  W1 

T  T      To  form  the  early  prayer  ;• 
When  toil-worn  day  departs, 

And  gives  a  pause  to  care ; 
When  those  our  soul  loves  best, 

Kneel  with  us  in  Thy  fear, 
To  ask  Thy  peace  and  rest, 

Our  God,  our  Father,  hear  ! 

2.    When  worldly  snares  without, 

And  evil  thoughts  within, 
Of  grace  would  raise  a  doubt, 

Or  lure  us  back  to  sin  ; — 
When  human  strength  proves  frail, 

And  will  but  half  sincere, 
When  faith  begins  to  fail, 

Our  God,  our  Father,  hear  I 


6  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

3.  When  in  our  cup  of  mirth 

The  drop  of  trembling  falls, 
And  the  frail  props  of  earth 

Are  crumbling  round  our  walls; 
When  back  we  gaze  with  grief, 

And  forward  glance  with  fear, 
When  faileth  man's  relief, 

Our  God,  our  Father,  hear 

4.  And  when  death's  awful  hand 

Unbars  the  gates  of  time, 
Eternity's  dim  land 

Disclosing,  dread,  sublime : 
When  flesh  and  spirit  quake 

Before  Thee  to  appear — 
Oh  !  then  for  Jesus'  sake, 

Our  God,  our  Father,  hear  ! 


1 65.  1  Samuel  vii.  12. 

*i.     rFHUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  us,  in  darknes9 
JL  and  in  day, 

Thro'  all  the  varied  stages  of  the  narrow 

homeward  way ; 
Long  since  He  took  that  journey,   He  trod 

that  path  alone, 
Its  trials  and  its  dangers  full  well  Himself 

hath  known. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  227 

2.     Tims  far  the  Lord  hatli  led  us ;  the  promise 

has  not  fail'd, 
The  enemy  encounter'd  oft  has  never  quite 

prevail'd ; 
The    shield   of  faith  has    tunfd  aside,   or 

quench'd  each  fiery  dart, 
The   Spirit's   sword  in  weakest  hands  has 

forced  him  to  depart. 


3.  Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  us  ;  the  waters 
have  been  high, 

But  yet  in  passing  thro'  them,  we  felt  that  He 
was  nigh. 

A  very  present  helper  in  troubles  we  have 
found, 

His  comforts  most  abounded  when  our  sor- 
rows did  abound. 


4.  Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  us ;  oar  need  hath 
been  supplied, 

And  mercy  has  encompass'd  us  about  on 
every  side, 

Still  falls  the  daily  manna,  the  pure  rock- 
fountains  flow, 

And  many  flowers  of  love  and  hope  along 
the  wayside  grow. 


228  SPIRITUAL  80* 

5.    Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  as;  and  will  He 
now  forsake 
The  feeble  ones  whom  for  His  own  it  p 

Him  to  take? 
Oh,  never,  never !  earthly  friends  may  cold 

an»l  faithless  prove, 
But  His  is  changeless  pity  and  everlasting 

love. 

C.     Calmly  we  look  behind  us,  on  joys  and  Bor- 
rows past, 
We  know  that  all  is  mercy  now.  and  shall  l>e 

well  at  ! 
Calmly  we  look  before  us. — we  tear  no  future 

ill, 
Enough  for  safety  and  for  peace,  it'  7 

with  us  still. 

7  Yes,  "they  that  know  Thy  name,  Lord,  shall 
put  their  trust  in  Tine." 

While   nothing   in   themselv*  in    and 

helplessness  they  - 

The  race  Thou  hast  appointed  OS,  with  pa- 
tience we  can  run, 

Thou  will  perform  unto  the  end,  the  work 
Thou  hast  begun. 


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166.  Revelation  v.  9. 

1.  T  GIVE  Thee  thanks  unfeigned, 
1     O  Jesus,  Friend  in  need, 
For  what  Thy  soul  sustained 

When  Thou  for  me  didst  bleed. 
Grant  to  lean  unshaken 

Upon  Thy  faithfulness, 
Until  I  hence  am  taken, 

To  see  Thee  face  to  face. 

2.  I  '11  here  with  Thee  continue, 

(Though  poor,  desjDise  me  not,) 
I  'm  one  of  Thy  retinue : 

As  were  I  on  the  spot, 
When,  earning  my  election, 

Thy  heart-strings  broke  in  death, 
With  shame  and  love's  affection 

I  '11  watch  Thy  latest  breath. 

3.  What  heavenly  consolation 

Doth  in  my  heart  take  place, 
When  I  Thy  toil  and  passion 

Can  in  some  measure  trace. 
Ah  !  shoflkl  I,  while  thus  musing 

On  my  Redeemer's  cross, 
E  'en  life  itself  be  losing, 

Great  gain  would  be  that  loss. 
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230  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

4.  Own  me,  Lord,  my  Preserver, 

My  Shepherd,  me  receive; 
I  know  Thy  love's  strong  fervour 

By  all  Thy  pain  and  grief; 
Thou  richly  didst  supply  me 

With  soul-sustaining  food, 
Nor  does  Thy  love  deny  me 

Thy  holy  flesh  and  blood. 

5.  Lord,  at  my  dissolution 

Do  not  from  me  depart ; 
Support  at  the  conclusion 

Of  life,  my  fainting  heart ; 
And  when  I  pine  and  languish, 

Seiz'd  with  death's  agony, 

0  by  Thy  pain  and  anguish 
Set  me  at  liberty  ! 

6.  Lord,  grant  me  Thy  protection  : 

Remind  me  of  Thy  death. 
And  glorious  resurrection, 

When  I  resign  my  breath ; 
Ah  !  then,  though  I  be  dying, 

Midst  sickness,  grief  and  pain, 

1  shall,  on  Thee  relying,       * 
Eternal  life  obtain. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  231 

167.  Canticles  viii.  5. 


1.  T  EANING  on  Thee,  my  Guide  and  Friend, 
Jj     My  gracious  Saviour !  I  am  blest ; 
Tho'  weary,  Thou  dost  condescend 

To  be  my  rest. 

2.  Leaning  on  Thee,  with  child-like  faith, 

To  Thee  the  future  I  confide  ; 
Each  step  of  life's  untrodden  path 
Thy  love  will  guide. 

3.  Leaning  on  Thee,  I  breathe  no  moan, 

Though  faint  with  languor,  parch'd  with 
heat ; 
Thy  will  has  now  become  my  own — 
That  will  is  sweet. 

4.  Leaning  on  Thee,  midst  torturing  pain 

With  patience  T1k>u  my  soul  dost  fill ; 
Thou  whisperest  "  What  did  I  sustain  ? " 
Then  I  am  still. 

6     Leaning  on  Thee,  I  do  not  dread 

The  havoc  that  disease  may  make  ; 
Thou  who  for  me  Thy  blood  hast  shed 
Wilt  ne'er  forsake. 


232  SPIRIT  UAL  SONGS. 

6.  Leaning  on  Thee,  though  faint  and  weak, 

Too  weak  another  voice  to  hear, 
Thy  heavenly  accents  comfort  speak, 
'•Be  of  good  cheer." 

7.  Leaning  on  Thee,  no  fear  alarms ; 

Calmly  I  stand  on  death's  dark  brink ; 
I  feel  "  the  everlasting  arms," 
I  cannot  sink. 


1 68.  Exodus  xxv.  22. 

1.  TT7HEN  to  my  closet  I  repair, 

T !       To  breathe  my  soul's  desires  in  prayer, 
And  bending  low  at  Jesus'  feet, 
I  look  towards  the  mercy-seat, 
This  promise,  Lord,  shall  be  my  plea — 
There,  sinner,  I  will  meet  with  Thee. 

2.  T7hen  Holy  Scripture  I  peruse, 
And  o'er  its  sacred  pages  muse, 
Oh  !  then  this  precious  word  fulfil ; 
And  while  I  seek  to  learn  Thy  will, 
Draw  near,  in  answer  to  my  prayer, 
And,  gracious  Saviour,  meet  me  there. 

8.    "When  in  Thy  temple  courts  I  stand, 
Amid  Thy  little  chosen  band, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  2 

Assist  me  then  my  soul  to  raise 
In  earnest  prayer  and  cheerful  praise  ; 
There  let  me  Thy  salvation  see, 
And,  gracious  Saviour,  meet  with  me. 

4.  Or  should  it  be  Thy  wise  decree 

To  lay  Thy  chastening  band  on  me, 
And  make  the  couch  of  suffering  mine, 
Yet  would  Thy  servant  not  repine, 
If  only  this  my  portion  be, 
My  Saviour  !  there  to  meet  with  Thee. 

5.  When  sorrow's  gloomy  path  I  tread, 

And  threatening  clouds  meet  o'er  my  head, 

Til  onward  go  without  a  fear, 

If  only  Jesus'  voice  I  hear  : 

E'en  then  the  darkness  light  shall  be, 

If  there  my  Saviour  meet  with  me. 

6.  And  when  my  closing  hour  draws  nigh — 
That  solemn  hour  when  I  shall  die — 
"When  Jordan's  banks  I  shall  descend. 
Leaving  behind  each  earthly  friend, 

To  Canaan's  shores  my  spirit  bear, 
And,  gracious  Saviour  !  meet  me  there. 


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234  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


169.  Ecdesiastes  ix.  10. 

1.     "11  TAKE  haste,  0  man,  to  live, 
llL     For  thou  so  soon  must  die  ; 
Time  hurries  past  thee  like  the  breeze, 
How  swift  its  moments  fly  ! 
Make  haste,  O  man,  to  live  ! 


2.  To  breathe,  and  wake,  and  sleep, 

To  smile,  to  sigh,  to  grieve  ; 
To  move  in  idleness  through  earth, 
This,  this  is  not  to  live  ! 

Make  haste,  O  man,  to  live  ! 

3.  Make  haste,  O  man,  to  do 

Whatever  must  be  done  ; 
Thou  hast  no  time  to  lose  in  sloth, 
Thy  day  will  soon  be  gone. 
Make  haste,  O  man,  to  live  ! 

4.  Up  then  with  speed,  and  work, 

Fling  ease  and  self  away  ; 
This  is  no  time  for  thee  to  sleep, 
Up,  watch,  and  work,  and  pray  ! 
Make  haste,  0  man,  to  live  1 

5.  The  useful,  not  the  great, 

The  thins;  that  never  dies- 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  23C 

The  silent  toil  that  is  not  lost, — 
Set  these  before  thine  eyes. 
Make  haste,  O  man,  to  live  1 

6.  The  seed  whose  leaf  and  flower, 

Tho'  poor  in  human  sight, 
Brings  forth  at  last  eternal  fruit, 
Sow  thou  both  day  and  night. 
Make  haste,  O  man,  to  live  ! 

7.  Make  haste,  O  man,  to  live, 

Thy  time  is  almost  o'er  ; 
0  sleep  not,  dream  not,  but  arise, 
The  Judge  is  at  the  door. 
Make  haste,  O  man,  to  live  I 

H.    BONAR. 


170.  Itaiah  xliii.  2. 

1.  T)E  steady,  be  steady,  oh  !  my  soul, 

-L)    For  the  sea  is  come  and  the  billows  roll 
With  the  help  of  God  and  none  beside, 
We  shall  safely  pass  the  raging  tide. 

2.  Jesus,  Jehovah,  be  our  stay 
Over  the  dark  and  troublous  way ; 
Embark'd  in  Thee,  we  shall  feel  no  fear, 
Though  the  storm,  the  trial  of  life,  be  near. 


236  SPIRITUAL  SOXGS. 

3.  Forget  Him  not  oh  !  my  soul,  remove 

All  thoughts  that  breathe  not  of  Jesus'  love- 
His  perfect  love — who  so  freely  gave 
His  innocent  life,  thy  life  to  save. 

4.  Oh  !  let  the  sweet  remembrance  be 
Laid  up  in  thine  inmost  treasury, 
There  it  shall  brighten  more  and  more, 
The  most  precious  pearl  of  that  secret  store. 


171,  Psalm  cxxxv.  6. 

1.  TT7HAT  God  decrees,  child  of  His  love, 

T 1       Take  patienth-,  tho'  it  may  prove 
The  storm  that  wrecks  thy  treasure  here ; 
Be  comforted  !  thou  need'st  not  fear 
What  pleases  God. 

2.  The  wisest  will  is  God's  own  will ; 
Rest  on  this  anchor  and  be  still ; 

For  peace  around  thy  path  shall  flow, 
When  only  wishing  here  below 
What  pleases  God. 

3.  The  truest  heart  is  God's  own  heart, 
Which  bids  thy  grief  and  fear  depart, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  237 

Protecting,  guiding,  day  and  night, 
The  soul  that  welcomes  here'  aright 
What  pleases  God. 

4.  Oh  !  could  I  sing  as  I  desire, 

My  grateful  heart  should  never  tire, 
To  tell  the  wondrous  love  and  power, 
Thus  working  out  from  hour  to  hour 
What  pleases  God. 

5.  The  King  of  kings,  He  rules  the  earth, 
He  sends  us  sorrow  here  or  mirth, 

He  bears  the  ocean  in  His  hand ; 
And  thus  we  meet,  on  sea  or  land, 
What  pleases  God. 

6.  His  church  on  earth  He  dearly  loves, 
Altho1  He  oft  its  sin  reproves, 

The  rod  itself  His  love  can  speak, 
He  smites  till  we  return  to  seek 
What  pleases  God. 

7.  Then  let  the  crowd  around  thee  seize 
The  joys  that  for  a  season  please, 
But  willingly  their  path  forsake, 
And  for  thy  blessed  portion  take 

What  pleases  God. 


238  SPIRITUAL  SCNGS. 

8.  Art  thou  despised  by  all  around  ? 
Do  tribulations  here  abound  ? 
Jesus  will  give  the  victory. 
Because  His  eye  can  see  in  thee 

What  pleases  God. 

9.  Thy  heritage  is  safe  in  heaven  ; 
There  shall  the  crown  of  joy  be  given  ; 
There  shalt  thou  hear  and  see  and  know, 
As  thou  could'st  never  here  below, 

What  pleases  God. 

P.    GERHARDT. 


172-  Isaiah  1.  10. 

1.  rjlHE  way  seems  dark  about  me,  overhead 

J.    The  clouds  have  long  since  met  in  gloomy 

spread  ; 
And  when  I  look'd  to  see  the  day  break 

through, 
Cloud  after  cloud  came  up  with  volume  new. 

2.  And  in  that  shadow  I  have  pass'd  along, 
Feeling  myself  grow  weak  as  it  grew  strong, 
Walking  in  doubt  and  searching  for  the  way, 
And  often  at  a  stand,  as  now  to-day. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  239 

3.  Lord  !  I  am  not  sufficient  for  these  things  ; 
Give  me  the  light  that  Thy  sweet  presence 

brings ; 
Give  me  Thy  grace,  give  me  Thy  constant 

strength — 
Lord. !  for  my  comfort  now  appear  at  length. 

4.  It  may  be  that  my  way  doth  seem  confused, 
Because  my  heart  of  Thy  way  is  afraid  ; 
Because  my  eyes  have  constantly  refused 
To  see  the  only  opening  Thou  hast  made. 

5.  Because  my  will  would  cross  some  flowery 

plain, 
Where  Thou  hast  thrown  a  hedge  from  side 

to  side  ; 
And  turneth  from  the  stony  path  of  pain, 
Its  trouble,  or  its  ease,  not  even  tried. 

3.     If  thus  I  try  to  force  my  way  along, 

The  smoothest  road  encumber'd  is  to  me  ; 
For  were  I  as  an  angel  swift  or  strong, 
I  could  not  go  unless  allow'd  by  Thee. 

V.     And  now  I  pray  Thee,  Lord,  to  lead  Thy 
child, 
Poor  wretched,  wanderer  from  Thy  grace  and 
love — 


240  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Whatever  way  Thou  pleasest  through   the 

■wild, 
So  it  but  take  me  to  my  home  above. 


173.  Luke  ii.  14. 

1.  C\  LORY  to  God  on  high  ! 

\J    Peace  upon  earth  and  joy  ! 

Good  will  to  man. 
Ye,  who  the  blessing  prove, 
Join  with  the  hosts  above  ; 
Sing  ye  a  Saviour's  love, — 
Too  vast  to  scan. 

2.  Mercy  and  truth  unite  ; 
This  is  a  joyful  sight ! 

All  sights  above. 
Jesus  the  curse  sustains ; 
Bitter  the  cup  He  drains  ; 
Nothing  for  us  remains, 

Nothing  but  love. 

8.     Love,  that  no  tongue  can  teach, 
Love,  that  no  thought  can  reach, 

No  love  like  His  ! 
Heaven  is  its  blessed  source, 
Death  could  not  stop  its  course, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  241 

Nothing  can  check  its  force, 
Matchless  it  is. 

Join  then  this  love  to  sing, 
Join  to  exalt  our  King, 

Sinners  forgiven. 
To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
Honour  and  majesty, 
Now  and  for  ever  be, 

Here  and  in  heaven. 


174.  Isaiah  lii.  7. 

1.     TTOW  sweet  the  Gospel  trumpet  sounds  ! 
XX     Its  notes  are  grace  and  love  ; 
Its  echo  through  the  world  resounds 
From  Jesus'  throne  above. 

Chorus.    It  is  the  sound,  the  joyful  sound, 
Of  mercy  rich  and  free ; 
Pardon  it  offers,  peace  proclaims, 
Sinner  !  it  speaks  to  thee. 

'  2.    It  tells  the  weary  soul  of  rest, 
The  poor  of  heavenly  wealth, 
Of  joy  to  heal  the  mourning  breast ; 
It  brings  the  sin-sick  health. 
It  is  the  sound,  &c. 
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242  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

3.  Its  words  announce  a  heavenly  feast 

Of  water,  milk,  and  wine, 
And  manna  in  the  wilderness, 
Provisions  all  divine. 

It  is  the  sound,  &c. 

4.  It  speaks  of  boundless  grace  by  which 

The  vilest  are  forgiven  ; 
To  Christians  it  proclaims  a  rich 
Inheritance  in  heaven. 

It  is  the  sound,  &c. 

5.  To  men  in  every  clime,  degree, 

Its  message  is  address'd  ; 
The  Jew  and  Gentile,  bond  and  free, 
Are  with  its  blessings  bless'd. 
It  is  the  sound,  &c. 


175.  John  x.  11. 

1.  TESTIS  is  our  Shepherd,  wiping  every  tear  ; 
V      Folded  in  His  bosom,  what  have  we  to 

fear? 
Only  let  us  follow  whither  He  doth  lead, 
To  the  thirsty  desert  or  the  dewy  mead. 

2.  Jesus  is  our  Shepherd ; — well  we  know  His 

voice ; 


SPIRITUAL  BOmS.  24S 

How  the  gentlest  whisper  makes  our  heart 

rejoice ! 
Even  when  it  chideth  tender  in  its  tone ; 
None  but  He  shall  guide  us  ;  we  are  His  alone. 

Jesus  is  our  Shepherd ; — for  the  sheep  He 

bled, 
Every  lamb  is  sprinkled  with  the  blood  He 

shed ; 
Then   on   each  He   setteth   His  own  secret 

sign,— 
"  They  that  have  My  Spirit,  these,"  saith  He, 

"  are  mine." 

Jesus  is  our  Shepherd ; — guarded  by  His  arm, 
Though  the  wolves  may  raven,  none  can  do 

us  harm  ; 
When  we   tread  death's   valley,  dark  with 

fearful  gloom, 
"We  will  fear  no  evil,  victors  o'er  the  tomb. 

Jesus  is  our  Shepherd  ; — with  His  goodness 

now 
And  His  tender  mercy,  He  doth  us  endow ! 
Let  us  sing  His  praises  with  a  gladsome  heart, 
Till  in  heaven  we  meet  Him,  never  more  to 

part. 


244  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

17(3.  Psalm  xxxi.  3.        % 

1.  C\  ENTLY,  Lord,  0  gently  lead  us 
\J     Thro'  this  gloouiy  vale  of  tears, 
Thro'  the  changes  Thou  'st  decreed  us, 

Till  our  last  great  change  appears. 
Oh  !  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing, 

Oh  !  refresh  us  with  Thy  grace, 
May  Thy  mercies  never  ceasing, 

Fit  us  for  Thy  dwelling  place. 

2.  When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  Thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 

Lead  us  in  Thy  perfect  way. 
Oh  1  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing,  &c. 

3.  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 

Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 
Oil !  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing,  &c. 

4.  When  this  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  in  Thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till  by  angel  hands  attended, 

We  awake  among  the  blest. 
Oh  I  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing,  &c. 


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Then  0  crown  us  with  Thy  blessing, 
Thro1  the  triumphs  of  Thy  grace, 

Then  shall  praises  never  ceasing, 
Echo  thro  Thy  dwelling  place. 

Oh  !  refresh  us  with  Thy  blessing,  &c. 

THOS.    HASTINGS. 


177.  «7b&iii.l8. 

1.  T  IE  down,  frail  body,  here, 
JL  Earth  has  no  fairer  bed, 
No  gentler  pillow  to  afford, — 

Come,  rest  thy  home-sick  head. 

2.  Lie  down,  wTith  all  thy  aches, 

There  is  no  aching  here; 
How  soon  shall  all  thy  life-long  ills 
For  ever  disappear  I 

3.  Thro'  these  well-guarded  gates 

No  foe  can  entrance  gain , 
No  sickness  wastes,  nor  once  intrudes 
The  memory  of  pain. 

4.  Foot-sore  and  worn  thou  art, 

Breathless  with  toil  and  fight ; 
How  welcome  now  the  long-sought  rest 
Of  this  all-tranquil  night  1 
21* 


24(i  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.     Rest  for  the  toiling  hand, 

Rest  for  the  thought- worn  brow, 
Rest  for  the  weary,  way-sore  feet, 
Rest  from  all  labour  now. 

6-     Rest  for  the  fever'd  brain, 

Rest  for  the  throbbing  eye  ; 
Thro'  these  parch'd  lips  of  thine  no  more 
Shall  pass  the  moan  or  sigh. 

7.  Soon  shall  the  trump  of  God 

Give  out  the  welcome  sound, 
That  shakes  thy  silent  chamber  walls, 
And  breaks  the  turf-seal'd  ground. 

8.  Ye  dwellers  in  the  dust, 

Awake,  come  forth,  and  sing  ; 
Sharp  has  your  frost  of  winter  been, 
But  bright  shall  be  your  spring. 

9.  'T  was  sown  in  weakness  here  ; 

'T  will  then  be  raised  in  power. 
That  which  was  sown  an  earthly  seed, 
Shall  rise  a  heavenly  flower. 

H.   EOXAE. 


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178  Isaiah  xliii.  1. 

1.  T/"E  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears, 
JL      Be  mercy  all  your  theme, — 

Mercy,  which  like  a  river  flows 
In  one  continual  stream. 

2.  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  or  hell ; 

God  will  these  powers  restrain, 
His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3.  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good ; 

He  will  for  His  provide, 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  all  they  need  beside. 

4.  Fear  not  that  He  will  e'er  forsake, 

Or  leave  His  work  undone  ; 
He  's  faithful  to  His  promises, 
And  faithful  to  His  Son. 

6.     Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Or  death's  tremendous  sting  ; 
He  will  from  endless  wrath  preserve, 
To  endless  glory  bring. 

6.     You,  in  His  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 
May  confidently  trust ; 


248  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

His  wisdom  guides,  His  power  protects, 
His  grace  rewards  the  just. 

B.    BEDDOMU. 


1 79.  Hebrews  xii.  2. 

1.  TESUS  in  thy  memory  keep, 

V     Would'st  thou  be  God's  child  and  friend 
Jesus  in  thy  heart  shrin'd  deep, 
Still  thy  gaze  on  Jesus  bend. 
In  thy  toiling,  in  thy  resting, 
Look  to  Him  with  every  breath, 
Look  to  Jesus'  life  and  death. 

2.  Look  to  Jesus,  till  reviving 

Faith  and  love  thy  life-springs  swell ; 
Strength  for  all  things  good  deriving 

From  Him  who  did  all  things  well : 
Work,  as  He  did,  in  thy  season, 
Works  which  shall  not  fade  away, 
Work  while  it  is  call'd  to-day. 

3.  Look  to  Jesus,  prayerful,  waking, 

When  thy  feet  on  roses  tread ; 
Follow,  worldly  pomp  forsaking, 

With  thy  cross  where  He  hath  led 
Look  to  Jesus  in  temptations, 


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Baffled  shall  the  tempter  flee, 
And  God's  angels  come  to  Thee. 

4.  Look  ;o  Jesus,  when  distressed, 

See  what  He,  the  Holy  bore ; 
Is  thj  heart  with  conflict  pressed  ? 

Is  thy  soul  still  harass' d  sore  ? 
See  His  sweat  of  blood,  His  conflict, 
"Watch  His  agony  increase, 
Hear  His  prayer  and  feel  His  peace. 

5.  By  want's  fretting  cares  surrounded, 

Does  long  pain  press  forth  thy  sighs  ? 
By  ingratitude  deep  wounded, 

Does  a  scornful  world  despise  ? 
Friends  forsake  thee  or  deny  thee  ? 
See  what  Jesus  did  endure, 
He  who  as  the  light  was  pure. 

6.  Look  to  Jesus  still  to  shield  thee, 

When  no  longer  thou  mav'st  live  : 
In  that  last  need  He  will  yield  thee 

Peace  the  world  can  never  give. 
Look  to  Him,  thy  head  low  bending  ; 
He  who  finish'd  all  for  thee, 
Takes  thee,  then  with  Him  to  be. 

FRANZKN 


250  SPIRITUAL  SOXGS. 


180.  Fphesians  iv.  8. 


1.  QOirND  the  high  praises  of  Jesus  our  King, 
O     He  came  and  He  conquer'd — His  victory 

sing; 
Sing,  for  the  power  of  the  tyrant  is  broken, 
The  triumph's  complete  over  death  and  the 
grave : 
Vain  is  their  boasting,  Jehovah  hath  spoken  : 
And  Jesus  proclaimed  Himself  might}-  to 
save. 
Sound  the  high  praises  of  Jesus  our  King, 
He  came  and  He  conquered — His  victory  sing. 

2.  Praise  to  the  Conqueror,  praise  to  the  Lord, 
The  enemy  quail'd  at  the  might  of  His  word  ; 
In  heaven  He  ascends  and  unfolds  the  glad 

story, 
The  host  of  the  blessed  exult  in  His  fame  ; 
In  love  He  looks  down  from  the  throne  of 
His  glory, 
And  rescues  the  ruin'd  who  trust  in  His 
name. 
Sound  the  high  praises  of  Jesus  our  King, 
He  came  and  He  conquer'd — His  victory  sing. 


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181.  Psalm  lxii.  5. 

1.  /AH  !  foolish  heart,  be  still, 
\J     And  vex  thyself  no  more, 
"Wait  thou  for  God  until 

lie  opens  pleasure's  door. 
Thou  know'st  not  what  is  good  for  thee, 

But  God  doth  know, — 
Let  Him  thy  strong  reliance  be, 

And  rest  thee  so. 

2.  He  counted  all  my  days, 

And  ev'ry  joy  and  tear, 
Ere  I  knew  how  to  praise, 

Or  e'en  had  learn'd  to  fear. 
Before  I  Him,  my  Father,  knew, 

He  calPd  me,  child  : 
His  help  has  guarded  me  all  through 

This  weary  wild. 

3.  The  least  of  all  my  cares 

Is  not  to  Him  unknown  ; 
He  sees,  and  He  prepares 

The  pathway  for  His  own  : 
And  what  His  hand  assigns  to  me, 

That  serves  my  peace, — 
The  greatest  burden  it  might  be, 

Yet  joy's  increase. 


25?  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

4.  I  live  no  more  on  earth, 

Nor  seek  my  full  joy  here; 
The  world  seems  little  worth, 

When  heaven  is  shining  clear; 
Yet  joyfully  I  go  my  way, 

So  free,  so  blest  ! 
Sweetening  my  toil  from  day  to  day 

With  thoughts  of  rest. 

5.  Give  me,  my  Lord,  whate'er 

Will  bind  my  heart  to  Thee  ; 
For  that  I  make  my  prayer. 

And  know  Thou  hearest  me  ! 
But  all  that  might  keep  back  my  soul, 

Make  Thee  forgot — 
Tho1  of  earth-good  it  were  the  whole, 

Oh  !  give  it  not. 

6      When  sickness-pains,  distress, 

And  want  doth  follow  fear, 
And  men  their  hate  express, 

My  sky  shall  still  be  clear. 
Then  wait  I,  Lord,  and  wait  for  Thee; 

And  I  am  still — 
Tho'  mine  should  nnaccomplish'd  be, 

Do  Thou  Thy  will ! 

7.     Thou  art  the  strength  and  stay 
Of  ev'ry  weary  soul ; 


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Thy  wisdom  mles  the  way ; 

Thy  pity  does  control. 
What  ill  can  happen  unto  me 

"When  thou  art  near  ? 
Thou  wilt,  oh  !  God,  my  keeper  be, 

I  will  not  fear. 

C.   F.   GELBERT. 


182.  Isaiah  xxxviii.  14. 

1.  T  AM  oppressed  ;  my  gracious  God  ! 
X  I  cry  beneath  Thy  chastening  rod  ; 

Lord,  undertake  for  me  ! 

2.  I  am  oppressed  ;  I  look  around 

And  see  Thy  judgment's  heavy  cloud ; 

Oh  !  undertake  for  me ! 

3.  I  am  oppressed  ;  I  weep  with  those 
Who  sorrow  'neath  a  Christian's  woes  ; 

Then  undertake  for  me  ! 

4.  I  am  oppressed  ;  I  bear  within 

A  heart  that's  fill'd  with  shame  and  sin, 
Yet  undertake  for  me  ! 

5.  I  am  oppressed  ;  at  my  right  hand 
The  tempter  of  my  soul  doth  stand ; 

Lord,  undertake  for  me  ! 
22 


254  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

6.  I  am  oppressed  ;  behold  my  tears, 
Receive  my  prayer,  remove  my  fears ; 

Still  undertake  for  me  ! 

7.  I  am  oppressed  ;  0  !  Saviour  say 
That  Thou  wilt  wipe  my  tears  away, 

And  undertake  for  me  ! 


183.  Psalm  lxv.  8-13. 

1.  HpHE  God  of  harvest  praise, 
JL     In  loud  thanksgiving  raise 

Hand,  heart  and  voice  ; 
The  valleys  laugh  and  sing, 
Forests  and  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 

The  streams  rejoice. 

2.  Garden  and  orchard  ground 
Autumnal  fruits  have  crown'cl, 

The  vintage  glows  ; 
Here  plenty  pours  her  horn, 
There  the  full  tide  of  corn, 
Sway'd  by  the  breath  of  morn, 

The  land  o'erflows. 


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3.  The  wind,  the  rain,  the  sun, 
Their  genial  work  have  done  ; — 

Would'st  thou  b'e  fed  ? 

Man  to  thy  labour  bow, 

Thrust  in  the  sickle  now, 

Reap  where  thou  once  did'st  plough- 
God  sends  thee  bread. 

4.  Thy  few  seeds  scatter'd  wide, 
His  hand  hath  multiplied  ; — 

Here  thou  may'st  find 
Christ's  miracles  renew'd, 
With  self-producing  food 
He  feeds  a  multitude — 

He  feeds  mankind. 

6.  The  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
Hands,  hearts  and  voices  raise 

With  one  accord. 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along ; 
And  in  your  harvest  song, 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 

7.  Yea,  bless  His  holy  name, 

And  your  soul's  thanks  proclaim 
Through  all  the  earth. 


256  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  comely ;  but  be  not 
His  benefits  forgot, 

Amidst  your  mirth. 

MONTGOMEBT. 


184.  Psalm  xxix.  10. 

1.  TJE  sitteth  o'er  the  waterfloods, 
XX     And  He  is  strong  to  save  ; 
He  sitteth  o'er  the  waterfloods, 

And  guides  each  drifting  wave. 

2.  Though  loud  around  the  vessel's  prow 

The  waves  may  toss  and  break, 
Yet  at  His  word  they  sink  to  rest 
As  on  a  tranquil  lake. 

3.  He  sitteth  o'er  the  waterfloods, 

"When  waves  of  sorrow  rise  ; 
And  while  He  holds  the  bitter  cup 
He  wipes  the  tearful  eyes. 

4.  He  knows  how  long  the  wilful  heart 

Requires  the  chast'ning  grief; 
And  soon  as  sorrow's  work  is  done, 
'T  is  He  who  sends  relief. 


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5.  He  sitteth  o'er  the  waterfloods, 

As  in  the  days  of  old  ; 
When  o'er  the  Saviour's  sinless  head 
The  waves  and  billows  roll'd. 

6.  Yes,  all  the  billows  pass'd  o'er  Him  ; 

Our  sins — they  bore  Him  down; 
For  us  He  met  the  crushing  storm — 
He  met  th'  Almighty's  frown. 

7.  He  sitteth  o'er  the  waterfloods  ; — 

Then  doubt  and  fear  no  more, 
For  He  who  pass'd  through  all  the  storms 
Has  reach'd  the  heavenly  shore. 

8.  And  ev'ry  tempest- driven  bark 

With  Jesus  for  its  guide, 
Will  soon  be  moor'd  in  harbour  calm, 
In  glory  to  abide. 


185.  Psalm  lxv.  2. 

1.     f\  THOU  who  nearest  prayer, 

\J     The  God  of  power  and  might, 
To  seek  Thy  face  be  all  our  care, 
Our  whole  delight. 
22* 


258  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

0  God  of  grace  and  love, 
Regard  us  from  Thy  throne  ; 

Send  down  to  us  the  heavenly  Dove, 
Seal  us  Thine  own. 

2.  "We  have  no  other  trust. 

But  Thy  dear  sacrifice  ; 
Our  hope,  Thou  holy  One  and  just, 

Do  not  despise  : 
Sinful,  we  plead  Thy  blood, 

"Weak,  we  implore  Thy  power  ; 
Saviour,  remember  us  for  good 

In  danger's  hour. 

3.  Come  with  Thy  saving  strength, 

With  healing  virtue  come, 
And  let  Thy  guiding  hand  at  length 

Conduct  us  home : 
Till  saved  from  all  annoy 

Of  earthly  fear  and  strife, 
We  enter  into  endless  joy, 

And  heavenly  life. 


186.  Ecclesiastes  ix.  10. 


i.   jrn 


IS  not  for  man  to  trifle  !     Time  is  short, 
And  sin  is  here. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  259 

Our  life  is  but  the  falling  of  a  leaf. 

A  dropping  tear, 
TTe  have  no  time  to  sport  away  the  hours, 
All  must  be  earnest  in  a  world  like  ours. 

2.     Not  many  lives,  but  only  one  have  we, — 
One,  only  one  ; — 
How  sacred  should  that  one  life  ever  be  ! — 

That  narrow  span  ! — 
Day  after  day  mTd  up  with  blessed  toil, 
Hour  after  hour  still  bringing  in  new  spoil- 

8.     Our  sorrows  are  no  phantom  of  the  night, 

No  idle  tale ; 
No  cloud  that  floats  along  a  sky  of  light, 

On  summer  gale. 
They  are  the  true  realities  of  earth, 
Friends  and  companions  even  from  our  birth. 

4.  0  life  below, — how  brief,  and  poor,  and  sad  1 

One  heavy  sigh. 
O  life  above, — how  long,  how  fair,  and  glad ; 

An  endless  joy. 
Oh,  to  be  done  with  daily  dying  here  ! 
Oh,  to  begin  the  the  living  in  yon  sphere ! 

5.  O  day  of  time,  how  dark  !    O  sky  and  earth, 

How  dull  your  hue  ! 


260  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

O  day  of  Christ,  how  bright !  O  sky  and  earth, 

Each  fair  and  new  ! 
Come,  better  Eden,  with  thy  fresher  green  ; 
Come,  brighter  Salem,  gladden  all  the  scene  ! 

H.    BOXAR. 


187.  Isaiah  lv.  3. 

1.  n  INNER,  hear  thy  Saviour's  call, 
O     He  now  is  passing  by ; 

He  has  seen  thy  grievous  thrall, 
And  heard  thy  mournful  cry. 

He  has  pardon  to  impart, 

Grace  to  save  thee  from  thy  fears  ; 

See  the  love  that  fills  His  heart, 
And  wipe  away  thy  tears. 

2.  Why  art  thou  afraid  to  come 

And  tell  Him  all  thy  case  ? 
He  will  not  pronounce  thy  doom, 

Nor  frown  thee  from  His  face. 
"Wilt  thou  fear  Immanuel  ? 

Wilt  thou  dread  the  Son  of  God, 
Who  to  save  thy  soul  from  hell, 

Has  shed  His  precious  blood  ? 

3.  Think  how  on  the  cross  He  hung, 

Pierced  with  a  thousands  wounds, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  261 

Hark  !  from  each,  as  from  a  tongue, 

The  voice  of  pardon  sounds. 
See  from  all  His  open'd  veins 

Blood  of  wondrous  virtue  flow, 
Shed  to  wash  away  thy  stains. 

And  ransom  thee  from  woe. 

4.  Though  His  majesty  be  great, 

His  mercy  is  no  less, 
Though  He  thy  transgression  hate, 

He  feels  for  thy  distress. 
By  Himself  the  Lord  has  sworn, 

He  delights  not  in  thy  death, 
But  invites  thee  to  return, 

That  thou  may'st  live  by  death, 

5.  Raise  thy  downcast  eyes  and  see 

What  throngs  His  throne  surround  ; 
These,  tho'  sinners  once  like  thee, 

Have  full  salvation  found. 
Yield  not  then  to  unbelief, 

While  He  says  "  There  yet  is  room," 
Tho'  of  sinners  thou  art  chief, 

Since  Jesus  calls  thee,  come. 

NEWTON. 


262  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

188.  John  xix.  30. 

1.  /CHRIST'S  grave  is  vacant  now, 
\J     Left  for  the  throne  above, 

His  cross  asserts  God's  right  to  bless, 
In  His  own  boundless  love. 

2.  'T  was  there  blood  was  shed, 

'T  was  there  the  life  was  pour'd, 
There  mercy  gain'd  her  diadem, 
While  justice  sheath'd  her  sword. 

3.  And  thence  the  child  of  faith 

Sees  judgment  all  gone  by, 
Perceives  the  sentence  fully  met, 
"  The  soul  that  sins  shall  die  ;" — 

4.  Learns  how  that  God  in  love 

Gave  Christ  the  sins  to  bear 
Of  all  who  own  His  Lordship  now, 
That  they  His  place  might  share  ;— 

5.  And  cries  with  wondering  joy, 

"  As  He  is  so  am  I," 
Pure,  holy,  loved  as  Christ  Himseif 
Who  shall  my  peace  destroy  ? 

6      Reach  my  blest  Saviour  first, 

Take  Him  from  God's  esteem, 


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Proves  Jesus  bears  one  spot  of  sin, 
Then  tell  rue  I  'ru  unclean. 


7.     Nay  !  for  He  purged  my  guilt 
By  His  own  precious  blood, 
And  such  its  virtue,  not  a  stain 
E'er  meets  the  eye  of  God. 


189.  Psalm  lxxiii.  24. 

1.  TjlATHER !    whose  hand  hath  led  me  so 
-L  securely, 

Father  !  whose  ear  hath  listen'd  to  my  prayer, 
Father !  whose  eye  hath  watch'd  o'er  me  so 

surely, 
Whose  heart  hath  lov'd  me  with  a  love  so 

rare ; 
Vouchsafe,  O  heavenly  Father,  to  instruct  me 
In  the  straight  way  wherein  I  ought  to  go, 
To  life  eternal  and  to  heaven  conduct  me, 
Through  health  and   sickness    and  through 

weal  and  woe. 

2.  O  my  Redeemer  !  who  hast  my  redemption 
Purchas'd  and  paid  for  by  Thy  precious  blood, 
Thereby  procuring  an  entire  exemption 
From  the  dread  wrath  and  punishment  of 

God: 


264  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Thou  who  hast  saved  my  soul  from  condemn- 
ation, 
Redeem  it  also  from  the  power  of  sin  ; 
Be  Thou  the  Captain  still  of  my  salvation, 
Through  whom  alone  I  can  the  victory  win. 

3.  O  Holy  Ghost !  who  from  the  Father  flowest 
And  from  the  Son,  O  teach  me  how  to  pray ; 
Thou,  who  the  love  and  peace  of  God  be- 

stowest, 
With  faith  and  hope  inspire  and  cheer  my 

way; 
Direct,  control,  and  sanctify  each  motion 
"Within  my  soul,  and  make  it  thus  to  be 
Prayerful,  and  still,  and  full  of  deep  devotion, 
A  holy  temple  worthy,  Lord,  of  Thee. 

FROM  LYRA  DOMESTTCA. 


190.  Revelations  v.  11,  12. 

1.     QING,  sing  His  lofty  praise, 
O     Whom  angels  cannot  raise, 
But  whom  they  sing  ; 
Jesus,  who  reigns  above, 
Object  of  angels'  love, 
Jesus,  whose  grace  we  prove, 
Jesus,  our  King. 


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Jesus  the  curse  sustain'd, 
Bitter  the  cup  He  drain'd, 

Happy  for  us ; 
Angels  were  fill'd  with  awe, 
When  their  own  King  they  saw 
Honour  His  holy  law, 

Honour  it  thus. 

Rich  is  the  grace  we  sing, 
Poor  is  the  praise  we  bring, 

Not  as  we  ought ; 
But  when  we  see  His  face, 
In  yonder  glorious  place, 
Then  we  shall  sing  His  grace, 

Sing  without  fault. 

Yet  we  will  sing  of  Him, — 

Jesus,  our  lofty  theme,  '- 

Jesus  we  '11  sing  ; 
Glory  and  power  are  His, 
His  too  the  kingdom  is, 
Triumph,  ye  saints,  in  this, 

Jesus  is  King. 


191  Exodus  xiv.  15. 

1.     "  TIORWARD  let  the  people  go  " 
_T      Israel's  God  will  have  it  so ; 


266  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Though  the  path  be  through  the  sea, 
Israel,  what  is  that  to  thee  ? 
He  who  bids  thee  pass  the  waters, 
Will  be  with  His  sons  and  daughters. 

2.     Israel,  art  thou  sorely  tried  ? 
Art  thou  press'd  on  ev'ry  side  ? 
Does  it  seem  as  if  no  power 
Could  relieve  thee  in  this  hour  ? 
Wherefore  art  thou  thus  dishearten'd  ? 
Is  the  arm  that  saves  thee  shorten'd  ? 

3      Stand  thou  still  this  day,  and  see 

Wonders  wrought,  and  wrought  for  thee ; 
Safe  thyself  on  yonder  shore, 
Thou  shalt  see  thy  foes  no  more, 
Thine  to  see  the  Saviour's  glory, 
*    Thine  to  tell  the  wondrous  story. 

4.     Yes  !  thy  God  shall  yet  be  known, 
Far  and  wide  as  God  alone  ; 
At  His  feet  shall  idols  fall, 
For  thy  God  is  Lord  of  all ; 
His  is  strength  and  His  salvation — 
He  shall  reign  o'er  ev  ?ry  nation. 


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192.  Psalm  ix.  1. 

1.  T17ITH  my  whole  heart  to  Thee  I  '11  raise, 

*  I       Eternal  Lord,  a  song  of  praise. 
And  Thy  great  works  declare  : 

I  '11  glory  and  rejoice  in  Thee, 

Thou  high  exalted  Trinity  ! 
On  Thee  I  '11  cast  my  care. 

2.  Seated  upon  Thy  glorious  throne, 
Thou  art  the  Lord,  and  Thou  alone, 

Worlds,  times,  events  arranging  ; 
And  when  the  worlds  shall  pass  away, 
Thou  shalt  endure,  nor  know  decay, 

In  midst  of  change  unchanging. 

3.  Mankind,  awaking  from  the  dust, 

Shall  hear  with  awe  Thy  judgments  just 

Pronounce  their  final  doom  ; 
And  all  who  here  reject  Thy  grace, 
For  ever  banished  from  Thy  face, 

Shall  go  to  endless  gloom. 

4.  But  to  the  saints  who  know  Thy  name, 
Who  whilst  on  earth  Thy  power  proclaim^ 

And  celebrate  Thy  love, 
To  all  the  humble  and  the  meek, 
As  a  dear  Father  Thou  wilt  speak, 

And  they  shall  reign  above. 


268  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.    Lord  !  make  me  meek  and  humble  now, 
Let  me  with  joy  my  faith  avow, 

And  Jesus'  name  confess  ; 
Increase  my  love,  increase  my  zeal, 
And  let  me  not  the  light  conceal, 

With  which  Thou  deign'st  to  bless. 

C.  T.  ASTLEY. 


193.  Luke  xxiv.  29. 

1.  «1  BIDE  with  me,"  Thou  gracious  Guide 

XX     My  lamp  by  night,  my  sun  by  day  ; 
Thy  gracious  presence  at  my  side 
Bids  ev'ry  anxious  fear  away. 

2.  "Abide  with  me  "  when  lips  beloved 
Shall  lisp  on  earth  their  sad  farewell ; 
The  best  of  friends  is  not  removed, 
If  Thou  within  my  bosom  dwell. 

3.  u  Abide  with  me  "  when  sleepless  laid 
On  sick  bed — weary — lone — distressed  ; 
Bless' d  Saviour !  let  my  throbbing  head 
Lie  pillow'd  on  Thy  peaceful  breast. 

4.  "  Abide  with  me  "  when  death  is  near, 
To  calm  the  waves  of  ebbing  life  ; 

Be  nigh  to  wipe  earth's  closing  tear, 
And  bear  me  from  its  ended  strife. 


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5.  "  Abide  with  me  "  on  that  great  day, 
"When  sea  and  earth  shall  yield  their  dead ; 
Oh  !  may  I  rise  without  dismay, 
Exulting  in  my  risen  Head  ! 

6.  "  Abide  with  me  "  through  endless  bliss  ; 
Jesus,  be  Thou  my  "  All  in  all ;" 

Thy  presence  makes  the  happiness 
Of  heaven's  eternal  festival. 

J.   R.   MACDUFF. 


194.  Psalm  xxv.  10. 

1.  C\  OD  of  my  life,  how  good,  how  wise, 

vJT     Thy  judgments  to  my  soul  have  been  I 
They  were  but  mercies  in  disguise — 

The  painful  remedies  of  sin  : 
How  different  now  Thy  ways  appear — 
Most  merciful  when  most  severe  ! 

2.  Since  first  the  maze  of  life  I  trod, 

Hast  thou  not  hedged  about  my  way — 
My  worldly  vain  designs  withstood, 

And  robb'd  my  passions  of  their  prey- 
Withheld  the  fuel  from  the  fire, 
And  cross'd  my  ev'ry  fond  desire  ? 


270  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

3.  Thou  would' st  not  let  Thy  captive  go, 

Or  leave  rne  to  my  carnal  will ; 
Thy  love  forbade  my  rest  below — 

Thy  patient  love  pursued  me  still, 
And  forced  me  from  my  sin  to  part, 
And  tore  the  idol  from  my  heart. 

4.  But  can  I  now  the  loss  lament, 

Or  murmur  at  Thy  friendly  blow  ? 
Thy  friendly  blow  my  soul  hath  rent 

From  ev'ry  seemivg  good  below  : 
Thrice  happy  loss  !  which  makes  me  see 
My  happiness  is  all  in  Thee. 

5.  How  shall  I  bless  Thy  thwarting  love, 

So  near  in  my  temptation's  hour  ! 
It  flew  my  ruin  to  remove — 

It  snatch'd  me  from  my  nature's  power — 
Broke  off  my  grasp  of  creature-good, 
•    And  plunged  me  in  th'  atoning  blood. 

6      See  then,  at  last,  I  all  resign — 

I  yield  me  up  Thy  lawful  prey  : 

Take  this  poor  long-sought  soul  of  mine, 
And  bear  me  in  Thine  arms  away, 

Whence  I  may  never  more  remove — 

Secure  in  Thy  eternal  love. 

C.   WESLEY 


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195.  2  Corinthians  v.  4. 

1.  AFT  have  I  sat  in  secret  sighs 
\J     To  feel  my  flesh  decay, 

Then  mourn'd  aloud  with  weeping  eye8, 
To  view  the  tott'ring  clay. 

2.  But  I  forbid  my  sorrows  now, 

Nor  dares  the  flesh  complain  ; 
Diseases  bring  their  profit  too, 
The  joy  o'ercomes  the  pain. 

3.  My  cheerful  soul  now  all  the  day 

Sits  waiting  here  and  sings, 
Looks  thro'  the  ruins  of  her  clay, 
And  practises  her  wings. 

4.  Faith  almost  changes  into  sight, 

While  from  afar  she  spies 
Her  fair  inheritance  in  light 
Above  created  skies. 


Had  but  the  prison  walls  been  strong, 

Without  a  flaw  therein, 
In  darkness  she  had  dwelt  too  long, 

And  less  of  glory  seen. 

But  now  the  everlasting  hills 
Through  ev'ry  chink  appear, 


272  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

And  something  of  the  joy  she  feels, 
While  she  's  a  prisoner  here. 

7.  Oh  !  may  these  walls  stand  tott'ring  still, 

The  breaches  never  close, 
If  I  must  here  in  darkness  dwell, 
And  all  this  glory  lose. 

8.  Oh  !  rather  let  this  flesh  decay, 

The  ruins  wider  grow, 
Till  glad  to  see  th'  enlarged  way, 
I  stretch  my  pinions  through. 


WATTS. 


196-  Matthew  yiii.  20. 

1.  T)IRDS  have  their  quiet  nest, 

1j     Foxes  their  holes,  and  man  his  peaceful 
bed, 
All  creatures  have  their  rest, 
But  Jesus  had  not  where  to  lay  His  head. 

2.  Winds  have  their  hour  of  calm, 

And  waves  to  slumber  on  the  voiceless  deep, 

Eve  hath  its  breath  of  balm 
To  hush  all  senses  and  all  sounds  to  sleep. 


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3     The  wild  deer  hath  its  lair, 

The  homeward   flocks  the  shelter  of   their 
shed, 
All  have  their  rest  from  care — 
But  Jesus  had  not  where  to  lay  His  head. 

4.  And  yet  He  came  to  give 

The  weary  and  the  heavy  laden  rest, 

To  bid  the  sinner  live, 
And   soothe  our  griefs   to  slumber  on  His 
breast ! 

5.  What  then  am  I,  my  God, 

Permitted  thus  the  paths  of  peace  to  tread  ? 

Peace  purchased  by  the  blood 
Of  Him  who  had  not  where  to  lay  His  nead. 

6.  Oh  !  why  should  I  have  peace  ? 

Why  ?  but  for  that  unchanged,  undying  love, 

Which  would  not,  could  not  cease, 
Until  it  made  me  heir  of  joys  above. 

7.  Yes, — but  for  pardoning  grace, 

I  feel,  I  never  should  in  glory  see 

The  brightness  of  that  nice, 
That  once  was  pale  and  agonized  for  me. 

8.  Let  the  birds  seek  their  rest, 

Foxes  their  holes,  and  man  his  peaceful  bed, 


874  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Come,  Saviour,  in  my  breast 
Deign  to  repose  Thine  oft  rejected  head. 

9.     Come,  give  me  rest,  and  take 

The  only  rest  on  earth  Thou  lov'st,  within 

A  heart,  that  for  Thy  sake, 
Lies  bleeding,  broken,  penitent  for  sin. 


197.  Revelations  ii.  9. 

1 .  C\  ATE  of  my  heart,  fly  open  wide, 
\JT     Shrine  of  my  heart,  spread  forth  ; 
The  treasure  will  in  thee  abide, 

Greater  than  heaven  and  earth. 
Away  with  all  this  poor  world's  treasures, 
And  all  this  vain  world's  tasteless  pleasures, 

My  treasure  is  in  heaven  ; 
For  I  have  found  true  riches  now, 
My  treasure,  Christ,  my  Lord,  art  Thou, 

Thy  blood  so  freely  given  ! 

2.  This  treasure  ever  I  employ, 

This  ever  aid  shall  yield  me, 
In  sorrow  it  shall  be  my  joy, 

In  conflict  it  shall  shield  me. 
In  joy  the  music  of  my  feast ; 
And  when  all  else  has  lost  its  zest 


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This  manna  still  shall  feed  me  ; 
In  thirst  my  drink,  in  want  my  food. 
My  company  in  solitude, 

To  comfort  and  to  lead  me  ! 

8.     Death's  poison  cannot  harm  me  now, 

Thy  blood  new  life  bestowing  ; 
My  shadow  from  the  heat  art  Thou, 

When  the  noon-tide  is  glowing. 
And  when  by  inward  grief  opprest, 
My  aching  heart  in  Thee  shall  rest, 

As  a  tired  head  on  the  pillow. 
Should  storms  of  persecution  toss, 
Firm  anchor'd  by  Thy  saving  cross, 

My  bark  rests  on  the  billow  1 

4.     And  when  at  last  Thou  leadest  me 

Into  Thy  joy  and  light, 
Thy  blood  shall  clothe  me  royally, 

Making  my  garments  white. 
Thou  'It  place  ujdou  my  head  the  crown, 
And  lead  me  to  the  Father's  throne, 

And  raiment  fit  provide  me  ; 
Till  I  by  Him  to  Thee  betrothed, 
By  Thee  in  bridal  costume  clothed, 

Stand  as  a  bride  beside  Thee  ! 

PAUL    GERHARDT. 


276  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

1 98.  Psalm  Ixxiv.  22. 

1.  r<OME,  Thou  Almighty  King, 
\J     Help  us  Thy  name  to  sing 

Help  us  to  praise  1 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious. 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days. 

2.  Jesus,  our  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall ; 
Let  Thine  Almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made, 
Our  souls  in  Thee  be  stayed  ; 

Lord,  hear  our  call. 

3.  Come,  Thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  Thy  mighty  sword, 

Our  prayer  attend  ! 
Come,  and  Thy  people  bless, 
And  give  Thy  word  success. 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend. 

4.  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour  ! 


SPIRITUAL  SOXGS.  21] 

Thou,  who  Almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 
Spirit  of  power. 

5.     To  Thee,  great  One  in  Three, 
Eternal  joraises  be, 

Hence,  evermore  ; 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 

WESLEY. 


199.  Psalm  lxxiv.  21.  ' 

1.  T  NEED  Thee,  precious  Jesus  !  for  I  am  full 
-L  of  sin  ; 

My  soul  is  dark  and  guilty,  my  heart  is  dead 
within  ; 

I  need  the  cleansing  fountain,  where  I  can 
always  flee, — 

The  blood  of  Christ  most  precious,  the  sin- 
ner's perfect  plea. 

2.  I  need  Thee,  precious  Jesus  !  for  I  am  very 

poor, 
A  stranger  and  a  pilgrim,  I  have  no  earthly 
store ; 
24 


278  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

I  need  the  love  of  Jesus  to  cheer  me  on  my 

way, 
To  guide  my  doubting  footsteps,  to  be  my 

strength  and  stay. 

8.     I  need  Thee,  precious  Jesus  !  I  need  a  friend 

like  Thee, 
A  friend  to  soothe  and  sympathize,  a  friend 

to  care  for  me, 
I  need  the  heart  of  Jesus  to  feel  each  anxious 

care, 
To  tell  my  every  want,  and  all  my  sorrow 

share. 

4.  I  need  Thee,  precious  Jesus  1  for  I  am  very 

blind, 
A  weak  and  foolish  wanderer,  with  a  dark 

and  evil  mind ; 
I  need  the  light  of  Jesus  to  tread  the  thorny 

road, 
To  guide  me  safe  to  glory  where  I  shall  seo 

my  God. 

5.  I  need  Thee,  precious  Jesus !  I  need  Thee 

day  by  day, 
To  fill  me  with  Thy  fullness,  to  lead  me  on 
my  w  ay ; 


SPIRITUAL  SOX  OS  279 

I  need  Thy  Holy  Spirit  to  teach  me  what  I 

am, 
To  show  me  more  of  Jesus,  to  point  me  to 

the  Lamb. 

6.     I  need  Thee,  precious  Jesus  !  and  hope  to  see 

Thee  soon, 
Encircled  with  the  rainbow  and  seated  on 

Thy  throne ; 
There  with  Thy  blood-bought  children  my 

joy  shall  ever  be 
To  sing   Thy  praises,  Jesus ! — to  gaze,  my 

Lord,  on  Thee. 

P.   WHITFIELD. 


200.  2  Corinthians  iv.  17. 

1.     T  S  it  a  long  way  off  ? 

JL     Oh,  no  !  a  few  more  years, 
A  few  more  bitter  tears, — 

We  shall  be  there. 
Sometimes  the  way  seems  long, 
Our  comforters  all  go, 
Woe  follows  after  woe, 

Care  after  care. 


2.     Oh  !  brethren  dear  how  weak, 
How  faint  and  weak  we  are  I 


280  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Yet  Jesus  leads  us  far 

Through  tangled  ways 
Into  the  very  heart 
Of  this  dark  wilderness, 
"Where  dangers  thickest  press, 

And  Satan  strays. 

8.     But  He  is  strong  and  wise, 
And  we,  His  children  blind, 
Must  trust  His  thoughtful  mind 

And  tender  care. 
So  gentle  is  His  love, 
We  may  be  sure  that  sight 
Would  show  us  all  is  right, 

And  answer'd  prayer. 

4.     'T  is  no  uncertain  way 
We  tread,  for  Jesus  still 
Leads  with  unerring  skill 

Where'er  we  roam  ; 
And  from  the  desert  wild 
Soon  shall  our  path  emerge, 
And  land  us  on  the  verge 

Of  our  dear  home. 

E.    W, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  281 

201  Psalm  xxv.  4. 

1      HTHY  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord, 
X     However  dark  it  be  ! 
Lead  me  by  Thine  own  band, 
Choose  but  the  path  for  me. 

2.  Smooth  let  it  be  or  rough, 

It  will  be  still  the  best ; 
Winding  or  straight  it  matters  not. 
It  leads  me  to  Thy  rest. 

3.  I  dare  not  choose  my  lot, 

I  would  not,  if  I  might ; 
Choose  Thou  for  me,  my  God, 
So  shall  I  walk  aright. 

4.  The  kingdom  that  I  seek 

Is  Thine,  so  let  the  way 
That  leads  to  it  be  Thine, 
Else  surely  I  shall  stray. 

5      Take  Thou  my  cup,  and  it 
"With  joy  or  sorrow  fill ; 
As  best  to  Thee  may  seem, 
Choose  Thou  my  good  and  ill. 

6.     Choose  Thou  for  me  my  friends, 
My  sickness  or  my  health  ; 
24* 


282  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Choose  Thou  ray  cares  for  me, 
My  poverty  or  wealth. 

7.     Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice, 
In  things,  or  great,  or  small ; 
Be  Thou  my  Guide,  my  Strength, 
My  Wisdom,  and  my  All. 

H.   BONAll. 


202.  Isaiah  xlv.  22. 

1.  T)Y  faith  I  see  my  Saviour  dying 
JD  On  the  tree  ; 

To  ev'ry  sinner  He  is  crying, 

Look  to  me. 
He  bids  the  guilty  soul  draw  near, 
Come,  come  to  me,  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hark,  hark,  these  precious  words  I  hear, 

Look  to  me. 

2.  Did  Christ,  while  I  was  sin  pursuing, 

Pity  me  ? 
And  did  He  save  my  soul  from  ruin  ? 

Can  it  be  ? 
Oh,  yes  !  He  did  salvation  bring, 
He  is  the  Saviour,  Priest,  and  King, 
And  now  my  1  appy  soul  can  sing, 

Mercy  "s  free 


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How  sweet  the  truth — ye  sinners  hear  it- 
Mercy  's  free. 

Ye  saints  of  God  to  all  declare  it — 
Mercy  's  free. 

Visit  the  heathen's  dark  abode, 

Proclaim  to  all  the  love  of  God, 

And  spread  the  joyous  news  abroad — 
Mercy  's  free. 

Long  as  I  'm  here,  I  '11  still  be  telling, 

Mercy  's  free. 
And  ever  on  His  love  be  dwelling ; — 

Mercy  's  free. 
And  when  the  vale  of  tears  I  've  past, 
When  lodged  above  the  stormy  blast, 
His  praise  I  '11  sing  while  ages  last, 

Whose  mercy  's  free. 

R.   JUKES. 


203.  Isaiah  li.  11. 

1.      \\[  ILL  that  not  joyful  be, 

T  T       When  we  walk  by  faith  no  more ! 
When  the  Lord  we  loved  before, 

As  brother-man  we  see, 
When  He  welcomes  us  above, 
When  we  share  His  smile  of  love, 
Will  that  not  joyful  be  ? 


284  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  Will  that  not  joyful  be, 
When  to  meet  us  rise  and  come 
All  our  bt  ried  treasures  home, 

A  gla  isome  company  ? 
When  our  arms  embrace  again 
Those  we  mourned  so  long  in  vain, 

Will  that  not  joyful  be  ! 

3.  Will  that  not  joyful  be, 

When  the  foes  we  dread  to  meet, 
Every  one  beneath  our  feet 

We  tread  triumphantly  ? 
When  we  never  more  can  know 
Slightest  touch  of  pain  or  woe, 

Will  that  not  joyful  be  ? 

4.  Will  that  not  joyful  be, 

When  we  hear  what  none  can  tell, 
And  the  ringing  chorus  swell 

Of  angel's  melody  ? 
Wheu  we  join  their  songs  of  praise, 
Hallelujahs  with  them  raise, 

Will  that  not  joyful  be  ? 

5.  Yes  !  that  will  joyful  be  ! 
Let  the  world  her  gifts  recall, 
There  is  bitterness  in  all ; 

Her  joys  are  vanity. 


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Courage,  dear  ones  of  my  heart ! 
Tho'  it  grieves  us  here  to  part, 
There  we  will  joyful  be  ! 

VON   SCHWEINTZ. 


204.  Revelations  vi.  10, 

1.  TTOW  long,  O  Lord  our  Saviour, 
X-l     Wilt  thou  remain  away  ? 
Our  hearts  are  growing  weary 

Of  Thy  so  long  delay : 
Oh  !  when  shall  come  the  moment, 

"When,  brighter  far  than  morn, 
The  sunshine  of  Thy  glory 

Shall  on  Thy  people  dawn  ? 

2.  How  long,  O  gracious  Master, 

Wilt  Thou  Thy  household  lewe  ? 
So  long  hast  Thou  now  tarried, 

Few  Thy  return  believe  : 
Immersed  in  sloth  and  folly,      • 

Thy  servants,  Lord,  we  see  ; 
And  few  of  them  stand  ready 

With  joy  to  welcome  Thee. 

8.     How  long,  O  Heavenly  Bridegroom, 
How  long  wilt  Thou  delay  ? 


286  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

And  yet  how  few  are  grieving 
That  Thou  dost  absent  stay; 

Thy  very  bride  her  portion 
And  calling  hath  forgot, 

And  seeks  for  ease  and  glory, 
Where  Thou,  her  Lord,  art  not. 

4.     Oh  !  wake  Thy  slumbering  virgins ; 

Send  forth  the  solemn  cry, 
Let  all  Thy  saints  repeat  it, 

"  The  Bridegroom  draweth  nigh  !  " 
May  all  our  lamps  be  burning, 

Our  loins  all  girded  be, 
Each  longing  heart  preparing 

"With  joy  Thy  face  to  see  ! 


205.  Psalm  lxiii.  6. 

1.     TN  the  still  silence  of  the  voiceless  night, 
JL     When,  chased  by  airy  dreams,  the  slum* 

bers  flee, 
Whor^in  the  darkness  doth  my  spirit  seek, 


And  if  there  be  a  weight  upon  my  breast, 
Some  vague  impression  of  the  day  foregone, 
Scarce  knowing  what  it  is,  I  fly  to  Thee, 
And  lay  it  down. 


SPIRIT  I'M.  SoXGS.  287 

3.  Or  if  it  be  the  heaviness  that  comes 
In  token  of  anticipated  ill, 

My  bosom  takes  no  heed  of  what  it  is, 
Since  't  is  Thy  will. 

4.  Often  in  spite  of  present  care, 
Or  anything  beside,  how  joyfully 
Passed  that  almost  solitary  hour, 

My  God,  with  Thee  1 

5.  For  what  is  there  on  earth  that  I  desire, 
Of  all  that  it  can  give  or  take  from  me, 
Or  whom  in  heaven  doth  my  spirit  seek,  . 

O  God,  but  Thee  ? 


206.  Psalm  lxix.  18. 

1.  PIOME  nearer,  nearer  still, 

V     Let  not  Thy  light  depart ; 
Bend,  break  this  stubborn  will, 
Dissolve  this  iron  heart. 

2.  Less  wayward  let  me  be, 

More  pliable  and  mild  ; 
In  glad  simplicity, 

More  like  a  truthful  child. 

3.  Less,  less  of  self  each  day, 

And  more,  my  God  of  Thee  ;- 


288  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

0  keep  me  in  the  way, 
However  rough  it  be. 

4.  Less  of  the  flesh  each  day, 

Less  of  the  world  and  sin ; 
More  of  Thy  Son,  I  pray, 
More  of  Thyself  within. 

5.  Kiper  and  riper  now, 

Each  hour  let  me  become, 
Less  fond  of  things  below, 
More  fit  for  such  a  home. 

6.  More  moulded  to  Thy  will, 

Lord,  let  thy  servant  be, 
Higher  and  higher  still, 
Liker  and  liker  Thee. 

7.  Leave  nought  that  is  unmeet ; 

Of  all  that  is  mine  own, 
Strip  me ;  and  so  complete 
My  training  for  Thy  throne. 


H.    BOSAR. 


207.  Psalm  cxlviii.  2. 

1 .     TrE  angels,  who  stand  round  the  throne, 
1       And  view  my  Immanuel's  face, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  239 

In  rapturous  songs  make  Hipi  known, 
Tune,  tune  your  soft  harps  to  His  praise. 

He  formed  you,  the  spirits  ye  are, 
So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good ; 

When  others  sunk  down  to  despair, 
Confirmed  by  His  power  ye  stood. 

2     Ye  saints,  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 

And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  His  feet. 
His  grace  and  His  glory  display  ; 

Oh !  tell  of  His  love  as  is  meet. 
He  saved  you  from  hell  and  the  grave — 

He  ransomed  from  death  and  despair, 
For  you  He  was  mighty  to  save, 

Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 

3.  Oh  !  when  will  the  period  appear, 

When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song  ? 
I  'm  weary  of  lingering  here  ; 

And  I  to  your  Saviour  belong. 
I  'm  fettered  and  chained  up  in  clay, 

I  struggle  and  j)ant  to  be  free ; 
I  long  to  be  soaring  away, 

My  God  and  my  Saviour  to  see  I 

4.  I  want  to  put  on  my  attire, 

Wash'd  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ^ 


290  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

I  want  to  be  one  of  your  choir, 

And  tune  my  sweet  harp  to  His  name. 

I  want,  oh  !  I  want  to  be  there, 
Where  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu, 

If  our  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share, 
To  wonder  and  worship  with  you. 

MAEIA   DE    FLEURY. 


20S.  1  John  iii.  2. 

1       ITT  HAT  shall  we  be,  and  whither  shall  we  go, 
T  T      When  the  last  conflict  of  our  life  is  o'er, 
And  we  return  from  wandering  to  and  fro, 
To  our  dear  home  thro1  heaven's  eternal 
door  ? 
When  we  shake  off  the  last  dust  from  our 
feet, 
When  we  wipe  off  the  last  drop  from  our 
brow, 
And  our  departed  friends  once  more   shall 
greet,— 
TU  hope  which  cheers   and  comforts  us 
below  1 


7.     Wliftt  shall  we  be,  when  we  ourselves  shal 
see 
Bathed  in  the  flood  of  everlasting  H£ht, 


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And  from  all  guilt  and  sin  entirely  free, 
Stand  pure  and  blameless  in  our  Maker's 
sight  ? 
No  longer  from  His  holy  presence  driven, 
Conscious  of  guilt  and  stung  with  inward 
pain, 
But  friends  of  God  and  citizens  of  heaven, 
To  join  the  ranks  of  His  celestial  train  ! 


3.     What  shall  we  be,  when  we  drink  in  the 
sound 
Of  heavenly  music  from  the  spheres  above, 
When  golden  harps  to  listening  hosts  around 

Declare  the  wonders  of  redeeming  love  ? 

When  far  and  wide  thro'  the  resounding  air 

Loud  Hallelujahs  from  the  ransomed  rise, 

And    holy  incense,  sweet  with   praise    and 

prayer, 

Is  wafted  to  the  Highest  thro'  the  skies  ! 


4.     What  shall  wo  be,  when  the  freed  soul  shall 
rise 
With  unrestrain'd  and  bold  aspiring  flight 
To  Him,  who  by  His  wondrous  sacrifice 
Hath  open'd  heaven  and  scatter' d  sin's  dark 
night  ? 


292  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

When  from  the   eye  of  faith  the  thin  veil 
drops, 
Like  wreaths  of  mist  before  the  morning's 
rays, 
And  we  behold  the  end  of  all  our  hopes, 
The  Son  of  God  in  full  refulgent  blaze  ! 


5,  What  shall  we  be,  when  we  shall  hear  Him 

say, 
"  Come,  O  ye  blessed," — when  we  see  Him 
stand, 
Robed  in  the  light  of  everlasting  day, 

Before  the  throne  of  God  at  His  right  hand  ? 
When  we  behold  the  eyes  from  which  once 
flowed 
Tears  o'er  the  sin  and  misery  of  man, 
And  the  deep  wounds  from  which  the  pre- 
cious blood, 
That  made  atonement  for  the  world,,  once 
ran ! 

6.  ^What  shall  we  be,  when  hand  in  hand  we  go 

With  blessed  spirits  risen  from  the  tomb, 
"Where  streams  of  living  waters  softly  flow, 

And  trees  still  flourish  in  primeval  bloom  ? 
Where  in  perpetual  youth  no  cheek  looks  old 

By  the  sharp  touch  of  cruel  time  imprest. 


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Where  no  bright  eye  is  dimm'd,  no  heart 
grows  cold, 
No  grief,  no  pain,  no  death  invades  the 
blest ! 


7.     What  shall  we  be,  when  every  glance  we  cast 
At  the  dark  valley  underneath  our  feet, 
And  every  retrospect  of  troubles  past 

Makes  heaven  brighter  and  its  joys  more 
sweet  ?  y 

When  the  remembrance  of  our  former  woe, 

Gives  a  new  relish  to  our  present  peace, 
And  draws  our  heart  to  Him,  to  whom  we 
owe 
Our  past  deliverance  and  our  present  bliss  ! 


8.     What  shall  we  be,  who  have  in  Christ  be- 
lieved ? 
What  thro'  His  grace  shall  be  our  sweet 
reward  ? 
Eye  hath  not  seen,  ear  heard,  or  heart  con- 
ceived, 
What  God  for  those  who  love  Him  hath 
prepared. 
Let  us  the  steep  ascent  boldly  climb, 
Our  toil  and  labour  will  be  well  repaid  ; 
26* 


294  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Let  us  haste  onward,  till  in  God's  good  time 
We  reap  the  fruit — a  crown  that  doth  not 
fade. 

FROM   LYRA   DOME  STIC  A. 


209.  Hebrews  x.  37. 

1.  «i    LITTLE   while  of   mingled    joy   and 

jCjL  sorrow, 

A  few  more  years  to  wander  here  below, 
To  wait  the  dawning  of  that  golden  morrow, 
When  night  shall  break  above  our  night 
of  woe. 

2.  A  few  more  thorns  about  our  pathway  grow- 

ing, 
Ere  yet  our  hands  may  cull  the  heavenly 
flowers — 
The  morn  of  joy,  but  first  the  tearful  sowing. 
Ere  we  may  rest  these  weary  souls  of  ours, 

3.  A  few  more  hours  of  weariness  and  sighing, 

Of  mourning  o'er  the  power  of  inner  sin: 
A  little  while  of  daily  crucifying 

L'nto  this  world  the  evil  heart  within. 

i.     A  little  longer  in  this  vale  of  weeping, 

Of  yearning  for  the  sinless  home  above  ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONUS.  295 

A  little  while  of  watching,  and.  of  keeping, 
Our  garments,  by  the  power  of  Him  we 
love. 

5.  "  A  little  while  "  for  winning  souls  to  Jesus, 

Ere  yet  we  see  His  beauty  face  to  face ; 
A  little  while  for  healing  soul-diseases, 
By  telling  others  of  a  Saviour's  grace. 

6.  "  A  little  while  "  to  tell  the  joyful  story 

Of  Him  who  made  our  guilt  arjd  curse  His 
own  ; 
A  little  while  ere  we  behold  the  glory, 

To  gain  fresh  jewels  for  our  heavenly  crown. 

7.  "A  little  while," — and  we  shall  dwell  for  ever 

Within  our  bright,  our  everlasting  Home, 
Where  time,  or  space,  or  death  no  more  can 

sever 
Our  grief-wrung    hearts; — and    pain  can 

never  come. 

8.  'T  is  but  "  a  little  while  ;" — the  way  is  dreary, 

The  night  is  dark — but  we  are  nearing  land ; 
Oh  !  for  the  rest  of  heaven,  for  we  arc  weary, 
And  long  to  mingle   with   the  deathless 
band  I 


296  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

210.  Hebrews  xi.  10. 

1.  fTUiERE  is  a  city  of  the  saints, 

JL      Where  we  ere  long  shall  stand, 
When  we  shall  strike  these  desert  tents, 
And  quit  the  desert-sand. 

2.  Fair  vision  !  how  thy  distant  gleam, 

Brightens  time's  saddest  hue  ; 
Far  fairer  than  the  fairest  dream, 
And  yet  so  strangely  true  ! 

3.  Fair  vision  !  how  thou  liftest  up 

Our  drooping  brow  and  eye  ; 
With  the  calm  joy  of  thy  sure  hope, 
Fixing  our  souls  on  high. 

4.  Thy  light  makes  now  the  darkest  page 

In  memory's  scroll  grow  fair  ; 
Blanching  the  lines  which  time  and  age 
Had  only  deepen' d  there. 

5.  With  thee  in  view,  the  rugged  slope 

Becomes  a  level  way, 
Smooth'd  by  the  magic  of  thy  hope, 
And  gladden'd  by  thy  ray. 

6.  With  thee  in  view,  how  poor  appear 

The  world's  most  winning  smiles ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  297 

Vain  is  the  tempter's  subtlest  snare, 
And  vain  hell's  varied  wiles. 

Now  welcome  toil,  and  care,  and  pain  I 

And  welcome  sorroAv  too  ! 
All  toil  is  rest,  all  grief  is  gain, 

With  such  a  j>rize  in  view. 

Come  crown  and  throne,  come   robe   and 
palm  ! 

Burst  forth  glad  streams  of  peace  ! 
Come,  holy  city  of  the  Lamb  ! 

Rise,  Sun  of  righteousness  ! 

When  shall  the  clouds  that  veil  thy  rays 

For  ever  be  withdrawn  ? 
Why  dost  thou  tarry,  day  of  days  ? 

When  shall  thy  brightness  dawn  ? 

H.   BONAR. 


211.  Revelations  xxii.  17. 

1.     rtOME  to  the  blood-stained  tree 
\J     The  victim  bleeding  lies  ; 
God  sets  the  sinner  free, 

Since  Christ  a  ransom  dies. 
The  Spirit  will  apply 

His  blood  to  cleanse  thy  stain  : 


'298  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

O  burdened  soul,  draw  nigh, 
For  none  can  come  in  vain. 

2.  Dark  though  thy  guilt  appear, 

And  deep  its  crimson  dye, 
There  ,'s  boundless  mercy  here, 

And  Jesus  bids  thee  try. 
Oh  !  do  not  doubt  His  word, 

There  's  pardon  full  and  free, 
For  justice  smote  the  Lord, 

And  sheathes  her  sword  for  thee. 

3.  Look  not  within  for  peace, 

"Within  there  's  nought  to  cheer  ; 
Look  up  and  find  release 

From  sin,  and  self,  and  fear. 
If  gloom  thy  soul  enshroud, 

If  tears  faith's  eye  bedim, 
If  doubts  around  thee  crowd, 

Come  tell  thou  all  to  Him. 

4.  Rest  to  the  weary  soul 

And  aching  breast  is  given, 
Grace  makes  the  wounded  whole, 

Love  fills  the  heart  with  heaven. 
For  thee,  my  soul,  for  thee, 

These  priceless  joys  were  bought, 
Accej>t  the  mercy  free 

That  Christ  to  earth  has  brought, 


SPIRITUAL  80NG&  291* 

5.     Come,  with  the  ransomed  train, 

The  Saviour's  praises  sing, 
Rejoice  !  The  Lamb  was  slain, 

Adore  !  He  reigns  a  King. 
And  soon  before  His  face, 

We  '11  praise  in  heaven  above, 
Triumphant  through  His  grace, 

Enraptured  with  His  love. 


212.  John  xv.  4. 

1.  f\  ABIDE,  abide  in  Jesus, 

\J     Who  for  us  bare  griefs  untold, 
And  Himself,  from  pain  to  ease  us, 

Suffer'd  pangs  a  thousand  fold  : 
'Bide  with  Him,  who  still  abideth 

When  all  else  shall  pass  awaf , 
And,  as  Judge  supreme,  presideth 

In  that  dread  and  awful  day. 

2.  All  is  dying  :  hearts  are  breaking, 

Which  to  ours  were  once  fast  bound, 
And  the  lips  have  ceased  from  speaking, 

Which  once  utter'd  such  sweet  sound. 
And  the  arms  are  powerless  lying, 

Which  were  our  support  and  stay, 
And  the  eyes  are  dim  and  dying. 

Which  once  watched  us  night  and  day. 


300  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

8      Everything  we  love  and  cherish, 

Hastens  onward  to  the  grave, 
Earthly  joys  and  pleasures  perish, 

And  whate'er  the  world  e'er  gave ; 
All  is  fading,  all  is  fleeing. 

Earthly  flames  must  cease  to  glow, 
Earthly  beings  cease  from  being, 

Earthly  blossoms  cease  to  blow. 

4.     Yet  unchanged,  while  all  decayeth, 

Jesus  stands  upon  the  dust ; 
"  Lean  on  me  alone,"  He  sayeth, 

"  Hope,  and  love,  and  firmly  trust." 
0  abide,  abide  in  Jesus, 

"Who  Himself  for  ever  lives, 
Who  from  death  eternal  frees  us, 

Yea,  wilo  life  eternal  gives. 

FROM   LYRA   DOMESTICA, 


213.  Canticles  ii.  16. 

1.  "Iff 'INE  !  what  rays  of  glory  bright, 
111     Xow  upon  the  promise  shine  1 
I  have  found  the  Lord  my  light ; 

I  am  His,  and  He  is  mine. 

2.  Mine,  the  promise  often  read, 
Now  in  living  truth  irnpress'd, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  301 

Once  acknowledg'd  in  the  head, 
Now  a  fire  in  the  breast. 

3.  Mine  no  more  the  crimson  stains, 
Here  I  see  them  blotted  out ; 

Mine  no  more  the  bonds  and  chains, 
Mine  no  more  the  fear  and  doubt. 

4.  Mine,  acceptance  at  the  throne, 
Mine,  the  Father's  owning  smile, 
Mine,  the  Father's  love  unknown, — 
What  shall  from  that  love  beguile  ? 

5.  Mine  the  yoke  that 's  lined  with  love, 
Mine  th'  imputed  righteousness, 
Mine,  the  armour  for  the  fight, 
Mine,  the  way  of  holiness. 

6.  Mine,  the  mighty  Paraclete, 
Mine,  His  comfort  and  His  grace, 
Mine,  the  hope  surpassing  sweet, — 
Jesus  !  I  shall  see  Thy  face. 

7.  Mine, — unto  a  worm  like  me, 
Such  a  weight  of  glory  's  given ; 
Yea — to  know  the  mystery 

Here  in  part — the  whole  in  heaven. 

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802  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

8.  Mine,  the  promise  cannot  change, 
Mine,  though  oft  my  eyes  are  dim  ; — 
Nought  can  from  His  love  estrange 
Those  who  once  are  bought  by  Him. 

9.  Mine  !  tho'  oft  my  hand  may  fail, 
lie  is  strong,  and  holds  me  fast ; 
His  dear  blood  shall  still  prevail, 
He  shall  lead  me  home  at  last. 

10.  Mine  !  when  death  the  bars  shall  break, 
'Mid  those  glories  all  divine, 

"  Satisfied,"  I  shall  awake. 

Clasp  His  feet,  and  call  Him  mine. 

E.    Z. 


214.  Psalm  xxx.  7. 

1.  T  THOUGHT  that  I  was  strong,  Lord 
JL     And  did  not  need  Thine  arm  ; 
Tho'  troubles  thronged  around  me, 

My  heart  felt  no  alarm. 

2.  I  thought  that  I  was  rich,  Lord, 

That  all  good  things  were  mine, 
And  earth  and  all  its  pleasures 
Did  my  vain  heart  entwine. 


SPIRITUAL  bONGS.  803 

3.  But  Thou  ha<?t  broke  the  spell,  Lord, 

And  roused  me  from  my  dream  ; 
The  light  has  waked  Lord,  my  soul, 
With  bright  unerring  beam. 

4.  I  know  that  I  am  weak,  Lord, 

That  nothing  is  my  own  ; 
But  Thou  wilt  make  me  strong,  Lord, 
Leaning  on  Thee  alone. 

5.  I  know  that  I  was  blind,  Lord, 

I  did  not  see  Thy  light ; 
But  now  my  eyes  are  open'd, 
For  Thou  hast  given  me  sight. 

6.  Yes  !  Thou  hast  given  me  sight,  Lord, 

And  I  can  see  within  ; 
I  see  my  heart  defiled,  Lord, 
With  deepest  stain  of  sin. 

7.  But  with  this  bitter  grief,  comes 

A  rush  of  joy  untold, 
Like  sunrise  on  the  mountains, 
Flooding  their  heights  with  gold. 

8.  For  I  know  Thy  blood  has  cleansed  me, 

And  I  know  that  1  ?ih  forgiven  ; 


304  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

And  all  the  roughest  paths  here, 
Will  surely  end  in  heaven. 

9.  For  I  know  that  I  am  Thine,  Lord, 

And  that  none  can  pluck  away 
The  feeblest  sheep  that  ever 
Did  make  Thine  arm  its  stay. 

10.  My  soul  in  death  was  sleeping, 

But  Thou  hast  given  it  life  ; 
And  strengthened  by  thy  Spirit, 
I  'm  ready  for  the  strife  : 

11.  Ready  for  pain  and  sickness, 

Ready  for  care  and  grief, 
For  I  know  I  have  in  Thee,  Lord, 
An  ever  sure  relief; 

12.  Ready  to  work  and  suffer, 

To  love,  and  hope,  and  pray ; 
Ready  to  go  to  Thee,  Lord, 
When  Thou  shalt  call  away. 


215. 
1. 

Psalm  xxvii.  9. 

f\K  !  Jesus,  leave  not  me;— 
\J     Tho'  full  of  sin  I  be, 
Love,  love  me  yet. 

SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  305 

Oh  !  take  me  to  Thy  breast, 
For  there  I  '11  find  true  rest, 
And  with  Thy  love  possessed, 
All  else  forget. 

When  I  'm  with  Thee  above, 
I'll  thank  Thee  for  Thy  love, 

That  sends  this  pain. 
Tho1  dark  my  way  appear, 
And  washed  with  many  a  tear, 
The  prospect  yet  will  clear, 

When  heaven  I  gain. 

Oh,  guide  me,  Saviour  !  now ; 
Submissive,  may  I  bow 

Unto  Thy  will. 
If  trials  be  my  lot, 
My  home  a  far-off  spot — 
Yet,  Saviour,  leave  me  not ! 

Be  near  me  still ! 


216.  1  Chronicles  xiii.  14. 


0H 


,  happy  house  !  O  home  supremely  blest 
Where  Thou,    Lord  Jesus   Christ,   art 
entertained, 

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806  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

As  the  most  welcome  and  beloved  guest, 
"With  true  devotion  and  with  love  unfeign'd ; 
Where  all  hearts  beat  in  unison  with  Thine, 
Where  eyes  grow  brighter  as  they  look  on 

Thee, 
Where  all  are  ready  at  the  slightest  sign, 
To  do  Thy  will,  and  do  it  heartily. 

2.     Oh,  happy  house !  where  man  and  wife  are 
one, 
Thro'  love  of  Thee,  in  spirit,  heart,  and  mind ; 
Together  joined  by  holy  bands,  which  none, 
Not  death  itself,  can  sever  or  unbind  ; 
Where  both  on  Thee  unfailingly  depend, 
In  weal  and  woe,  in  good  and  evil  days, 
And  hope  with  Thee  eternity  to  spend, 
In  sweet  communion  and  eternal  praise. 

8.     Oh,  happy  house  !  where  with  the  hands  of 
prayer 
Parents  commit  their  children  to  the  Friend, 
Who,  with  a  more  than  mother's  tender  care, 
Will  watch  and  keep  them  safely  to  the  end  ; 
Where  they  are  taught  to  sit  at  Jesus'  feet, 
And  listen  to  the  words  of  life  and  truth, 
And  learn  to  lisp  His  praise  in  accents  sweet, 
From  early  childhood  to  advancing  youth. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  SO* 

Oh,  happy  house  !  where  man  and  maid  pur- 
sue 
Their  daily  labours  as  unto  the  Lord, 
Desiring  only  that  whate'er  they  do, 
May  be  according  to  His  will  and  word ; — 
As  servants,  yet  as  friends  and  brethren  too, 
Their  love  with  deej}  humility  combined, 
No  less  in  little  than  in  great  things  true, 
They  serve  Him  gladly  with  a  willing  mind 

Oh,  happy  house  !  where  Thou  dost  share  the 

weal, 
Where  none  forget  Thee  whatsoe'er  befall ; 
Oh,  happy  house  !  where  Thou  the  wounds 

dost  heal, 
The  Healer  and  the  Comforter  of  all  ; 
Till  every  one  his  stated  task  hath  done, 
And  all  at  length  shall  peacefully  depart 
To  the  bright  realms  where  Thou  Thyself  art 

gone, — 
The  Father's  house  where  Thou  already  art. 

FB03I  LYRA    DOMESTICA, 


308  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

217.  Romans  xiii.  11. 

(for   a   new  year.) 

1.  T)EJOICE,  my  fellow-pilgrim,  for  anothe* 
At     stage  is  o'er, 

Of  the  weary  homeward  journey,  to  be  trav- 

ell'd  thro'  no  more  : 
No   more    these    clouds   and  shadows    shall 

darken  all  our  sky  ; 
No  more  these  snares  and  stumbling-blocks 

across  our  path  shall  lie. 

2.  Rejoice,  my  fellow-soldier,  for  another  long 

campaign 
Is  ended,  and  its  dangers  have  not  been  met 

in  vain ; 
Some  enemies  are  driven  back,  some  ramparts 

overthrown ; 
Some  earnests  given  that  victory  at  length 

shall  be  our  own. 

3.  Eejoice,  my  fellow-servant,  for  another  year 

is  past ; 
The  heat  and  burden  of  the  day  will  not  for 

ever  last ; 
And  yet  the  work  is  pleasant  now,  and  sweet 

the  Master's  smile  ; 
And  well  may  we  be  diligent,  thro'  all  our 

"little  while." 


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4.  Rejoice,  my  Christian  brother,  for  the  race  is 

nearly  run, 
And  home  is  drawing  nearer  with  each  revolv« 

ing  sun  ; 
And  if  some  ties  are  breaking  here,  of  earthly 

hope  and  love, 
More  sweet  are  the  attractions  of  the  better 

land  above. 

5.  The  Light  that  shone  thro'  all  the  past  will 

still  our  steps  attend  ; 
The  Guide  who  led  us  hitherto  will  lead  us 

to  the  end ; 
The  distant  view  is  brightening,  with  fewer 

clouds  between  ; 
The  golden  streets   are  gleaming  now,  the 

pearly  gates  are  seen. 

6.  Oh  1  for  the  joyous  greetings  there,  to  meet 

and  part  no  more  ; 
For  ever  writh  the  Lord  and  all  His  lov'd  ones 

gone  before ! 
New  mercies  from  our  Father's  hand  with 

each  new  year  may  come, 
But  that  will  be  the  best  of  all,—  a  blissful 

welcome  home. 

FEOM  THOUGHTS  FOE  THOUGHTFUL  HOURS 


310  SPIRITUAL  SnXGS. 

218.  Psalm  xxxvi.  9. 

1.  QOURCE  of  my  life's  refreshing  springs, 

U     Whose  presence  in  my  heart  sustains  me, 
Thy  love  appoints  me  pleasant  things, 
Thy  mercy  orders  all  that  pains  me. 

2.  If  loving  hearts  were  never  lonely, 
If  all  they  wish  might  always  be, 
Accepting  what  they  look  for  only, 
They  might  be  glad,  but  not  in  Thee. 

3.  Well  may  Thy  own  belov'd,  who  see 
In  all  their  lot  their  Father's  pleasure, 
Bear  loss  of  all  they  love,  save  Thee — 
Their  living,  everlasting  treasure. 

4.  Well  may  Thy  happy  children  cease 
From  restless  wishes,  prone  to  sin, 
And  in  Thine  own  exceeding  peace, 
Yield  to  Thy  daily  discipline. 

5.  We  need  as  much  the  cross  to  bear, 
As  air  to  breathe— as  light  to  see — 
It  draws  us  to  Thy  side  in  prayer, 
It  binds  us  to  our  strength  in  Thee. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  31 ! 

219.  2  Timothy  iv.  8. 

1.  /"^OME  Lord,  and  tarry  not : 

\J     Bring  the  long-looked  for  day ; 
O  why  these  years  of  waiting  here, 
These  ages  of  delay  ? 

2.  Come,  for  Thy  saints  still  wait ; 

Daily  ascends  their  sigh  : 
The  Spirit  and  the  bride  say,  Come,— 
Dost  Thou  not  hear  the  cry  ? 

3.  Come,  for  Thy  Israel  pines 

An  exile  from  Thy  fold  ; 
0  call  to  mind  Thy  faithful  word, 
And  bless  them,  as  of  old  ! 

4.  Come,  for  the  good  are  few  ; 

They  lift  their  voice  in  vain  ; 
Faith  waxes  fainter  on  the  earth. 
And  love  is  on  the  wane. 

5.  Come,  for  the  corn  is  ripe  ; 

Put  in  Thy  sickle  now, 
Reap  the  great  harvest  of  the  earth, 
Sower  and  reaper  Thou  ! 

6.  Come,  in  Thy  glorious  might, 

Come,  with  the  iron  rod, 


812  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Scattering  Thy  foes  before  Thy  face, 
Most  mighty  Son  of  God. 

7.  Come,  and  make  all  things  new, 

Build  up  this  ruin'd  earth, 
Restore  our  faded  Paradise, 
Creation's  second  birth. 

8.  Come,  and  begin  Thy  reign 

Of  everlasting  peace, 
Come,  take  the  kingdom  to  Thyself, 
Great  King  of  righteousness. 


H.   BONAR. 


220.  Luke  xxiv.  30,  31. 

(sacramental.) 

1.  QHEPHERD  of  souls,  refresh  and  bless 
0     Thy  chosen  pilgrim  flock, 

"With  manna  from  the  wilderness, 
With  water  from  the  rock. 

2.  Hungry  and  thirsty,  faint  and  weak, 

(As  Thou  when  here  below,) 

Our  souls  the  joys  celestial  seek, 

That  from  Thy  sorrows  flow. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  318 

3.  We  would  not  live  by  bread  alone, 

But  by  Thy  word  of  grace," 
In  strength  of  which  we  travel  on 
To  cur  abiding  place. 

4.  Be  known  to  us  in  breaking  bread, 

But  do  not  then  depart, — 
Saviour,  abide  with  us,  and  spread 
Thy  table  in  our  heart. 

5.  Then  sup  with  us  in  love  divine  ; 

Thy  body  and  Thy  blood, 
That  living  bread  and  heavenly  wine, 
Be  our  immortal  food. 


221.  Canticles  1,  2. 

1.     QTILL  on  thy  loving  heart  let  me  repose, 
O     Jesus,  sweet  Author  of  my  joy  and  rest ; 
Oh  !  let  me  pour  my  sorrows,  cares,  and  woes 

Into  Thy  true  and  sympathising  breast. 
Thy  love  grows  never  cold,  but  its  pure  flame 
Seems  every  day  more  strong  and  bright  to 
glow; 
Thy  truth  remains  eternally  the  same, 

Pure  and  unsullied  as  the  mountain  snow. 
28 


814  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  Oh !  what  is  other  love  compared  with  Thine, 

Of  such  high  value,  and  eternal  worth  ? 
What   is   man's    love    compared   with  love 
divine, 
Which    never  changes  in   this    changing 
earth ; 
Love,  which  in  this  cold  world  grows  never 
cold, 
Love,  which  decays  not  with  the  world's 
decay, 
Love,  which  is  young  when  all  things  else 
grow  old. 
Which  lives  when  heaven  and  earth  shall 
pass  away  ? 

3.  How  little  love  unchangeable  and  fixed 

In  this  dark  valley  doth  to  man  remain, 
With  what  unworthy  motives  is  it  mixed, 

How  full  of  grief,  uncertainty  and  pain ; 
Love  is  the  object  which  attracts  all  eyes, 

We  win  it,  and  already  fear  to  part, 
A  thousand  rivals  watch  to  seize  the  prize, 

And  tear  the  precious  idol  from  our  heart. 

4.  But  Thou  (in  spite  of  our  offences  past, 

And  those  alas  !  which  still  in  us  are  found) 
Hast  loved  us,  Jesus,  with  a  love  so  vast, 
No   span  can  reach  it,  and  no  plummet 
sound. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  315 

Tho'  the  poor  love  we  give  Thee  in  return 
Should  wane  and  flicker,  Thine  is  ever  true, 

Its  sacred  fires  eternally  doth  burn, 
Tho'  everlasting,  always  fresh  and  new. 

5.     Thou,  who  art  ever  ready  to  embrace 

All  those,  who  truly  after  Thee  inquire, 
Thou,  who  hast  promised  in  Thy  heart  a  place 

To  all  who  love  Thee  and  a  place  desire  ; 
Oh  !  Lord,  when  I  am  anxious  and  oppressed, 

And  dim  with  tears  mine  eyes  can  hardly 

see, 
Oh  !  let  me  lean  Upon  Thy  faithful  breast, 

Rejoicing  that  e'en  I  am  loved  by  Thee. 

FROM   LYRA    DOJIESTICA. 


222.  John  xxi.  15-17. 

1..     •  *  rpHOU  knowest,"  Lord,  the  weariness  and 
_L     sorrow 

Of  the  sad  heart  that  comes  to  Thee  for  rest, 
Cares  of  to-day  and  burdens  of  to-morrow, 
Blessings  implored  and  sins  to  be  confes- 
sed,— 
I  come  before  Thee  at  Thy  gracious  word, 
And  lay  them  at  Thy  feet — Thou  knowest 
Lord! 


316  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  "  Thou  knowest"  all  the  past,  how  long  and 

blindly, 

On  the  dark  mountains  the  lost  wanderer 

strayed, 
How  the  good  Shepherd  follow'd,  and  how 

kindly 

He  bore  it  home  upon  his  shoulders  laid, 
And  healed  the  bleeding  wounds  and  soothed 

the  pain, 
And  brought  back  life,  and  hope,  and  strength 

again. 

3.  "Thou  knowest"  airthe  present,  each  temp- 

tation, 

Each  toilsome  duty,  each  foreboding    fear 
All  to  myself  assign'd  of  tribulation, 

Or  to  beloved  ones,  than  self  more  dear ! 
All  pensive  memories  as  I  journey  on, 
Longings  for  vanished  smiles  and  voices  gone. 

4.  "  Thou  knowest "  all  the  future  gleams  of 

gladness, 

By  stormy  clouds  too  quickly  overcast, — 
Hopes  of  sweet  fellowship  and  parting  sadness, 

And  the  dark  river  to  be  cross'd  at  last, —  . 
Oh  !  what  could  confidence  and  hope  afford 
To  tread  that  path  but  this,  "  Thou  knowest 

Lord?" 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  .'JIT 

"  Thou    knowest,"    not    alone    as    God    all 
knowing, 
As  man,  our  mortal  weakness  Thou  hast 
proved 
On  earth,  with  purest  sympathies  o'erflowing, 
O  Saviour,  Thou  hast  wept,  and  Thou  hast 
loved  ! 
And  love  and  sorrow  still  to  Thee  may  come, 
And  find  a  hiding-place,  a  rest,  a  home. 

Therefore  I  come,  Thy  gentle  call  obeying, 
And  lay  my  sins  and  sorrows  at  Thy  feet, 

On  everlasting  strength  my  weakness  staying, 
Cloth'd  in  Thy  robe  of  righteousness  com- 
plete. 

Then  rising  and  refreshed,  I  leave  thy  throne, 

And  follow  on  to  know  as  I  am  known. 

JANE    BORTHWICK. 


223.  Qalatians  ii.  20. 


1     TTTHILE  others  pray  for  grace  to  die, 
T  f       0  Lord,  I  pray  for  grace  to  live, 
For  every  hour  a  fresh  supply, 
0  see  my  need  and  freely  give. 


2.     I  do  not  dread  the  hour  of  death, 
If  I  am  Thine,  no  fears  remain ; 
28* 


813  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

I  know  that  with  my  parting  breath 
I  yield  for  ever  mortal  pain. 

3.  E'en  if  the  darkness  should  appear 
Too  deep  for  faith  as  well  as  sight, 
If  I  am  Thine  Thou  wilt  be  near, 
And  take  me  to  Thy  heavenly  light. 

4.  But  Oh  !  my  Lord,  in  life's  highway 
I  crave  the  sunshine  of  Thy  face  ; 
And  every  moment  of  the  day 

I  need  Thy  strong  supporting  grace. 

5.  T  dare  not— will  not — Lord,  deny, 

That  heart  and  feet  both  go  astray ; 
Therefore  the  more  to  Thee  I  cry 
To  keep  me  in  the  chosen  way. 

6.  The  more  my  sin  and  unbelief 
Keep  me  from  walking  near  to  Thee, 
The  more,  Lord  Jesus,  is  my  grief — ■ 
The  more  I  long  Thy  face  to  see. 


224.  1  Peter  v.  7.  - 

1.     T7"ES  !  for  me,  for  me  He  careth, 
A      With  a  brother's  tender  care 


SPIRITUAL  SON  OS.  319 

Yes  !  with  me,  with  me  He  shareth 
Ev'ry  burden,  ev'ry  fear. 

2.  Yes  !  o'er  me,  o'er  me  He  watcheth. 

Ceaseless  watcheth,  night  and  day  ; 
Yes  !  even  me,  even  me  He  snatcheth 
From  the  perils  of  the  way. 

3.  Yes  !  for  me  He  standeth  pleading, 

At  the  mercy-seat  above  ; 
Ever  for  me  interceding, 
Constant  in  untiring  love. 

4.  Yes  !  in  me,  in  me  He  dwelleth  ; — 

I  in  Him,  and  He  in  me  ! 
And  my  empty  soul  He  filleth. 
Here  and  through  eternity. 

5.  Thus  I  wait  for  His  returning, 

Singing  all  the  way  to  heaven  ; 

Such  the  joyful  song  of  morning, 

Such  the  tranquil  song  of  even. 

H.   BONAR. 


225.  Hebrews  xii.  2. 

1.     T  00K  up,  my  soul,  to  Christ  thy  joy, 
JJ     With  a  believing  mind  : 


320  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

With  all  the  ills  which  thee  annoy, 

The  way  to  Jesus  find  : 
Here  in  this  world  thou  hast  no  home, 
Nor  lasting  joy  ; — to  Jesus  come  ; — 
He  is  the  pearl  of  greatest  price, 
Who  all  thy  wants  supplies. 

"  2.     Steadfast  in  faith  to  Jesus  cleave, 
His  faithfulness  review, 
And  ev'ry  burden  with  Him  leave, 

Whose  love  is  daily  new  : 
His  ways  with  thee  are  just  and  right, 
He  puts  thy  enemies  to  flight, 
However  threatening  they  appear, — 
Take  courage,  He  is  near. 

3.  Thy  closet  enter,  pray  and  sigh, 

To  Jesus  tell  thy  grief, 
His  ear  is  open  to  thy  cry, 

His  hand  to  give  relief; 
Tho'  men  forsake  thee,  hate,  and  grieve, 
Thy  Saviour  thee  will  never  leave, 
His  word  is  pass'd,  he  '11  aid  afford, — 
Rely  upon  the  Lord. 

4.  Lift  up  thy  heart  to  Him  on  high, 

And  leave  this  sordid  earth  ; 
Behold,  with  a  believing  eye, 
Christ's  excellence  and  worth : 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  321 

Devote  thy  life,  thy  all,  to  Him, 
Who  did  thy  soul  from  death  redeem, 
In  love  to  thee  the  cross  endured, 
And  life  for  thee  procured. 

Arise,  and  see  the  things  above ; 

Let  heaven  be  all  thine  aim, 
Where  Jesus  dwells  in  bliss  and  love, 

And  earth  and  sin  disclaim  : 
The  world  and  all  its  empty  joy 
His  potent  breath  will  soon  destroy ; 
Abiding  rest  and  peace  of  mind, 
In  Christ  alone  we  find. 


226.  John  xiv.  6. 

1.  A  MID  life's  wild  commotion, 

XX     Where  nought  the  heart  can  cheer, 
Who  points  beyond  its  ocean 

To  heaven's  brighter  sphere  ? 
Our  feeble  footsteps  guiding, 

When  from  the  path  we  stray, 
Who  leads  to  bliss  abiding  ?— 

Christ  is  our  only  Way. 

2.  When. doubts  and  fears  distress  us, 

And  all  around  is  gloom, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

And  shame  and  fear  oppress  us, 

Who  can  our  souls  illume  ? 
Heaven's  rays  are  round  us  gleaming, 

And  making  all  things  bright, 
The  sun  of  Truth  is  beaming, 

In  glory  on  our  sight. 

Who  fills  our  hearts  with  gladness 

That  none  can  take  away  ? 
Who  shows  us  'midst,  oar  sadness, 

The  distant  realms  of  day  ? 
'Mid  fears  of  death  assailing, 

Who  stills  the  heart's  wild  strife  ? 
'T  is  Christ !  our  aid  unfailing, 

The  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life  ! 

ARNDT. 


227.  Psalm  lxvi.  16. 

1.  /^OME  and  rejoice  with  me  ! 

\j     For  once  my  heart  was  poor, 
And  I  have  found  a  treasury 
Of  We,  a  boundless  store. 

2.  Come  and  rejoice  with  me  ! 

I,  once  so  sick  at  heart, 
Have  met  with  One  who  knows  my  case, 
And  knows  the  healing  art. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  323 

3.  Come  and  rejoice  with  me  1 

For  I  was  wearied  sore, 
And  I  have  found  a  mighty  arm 
Which  holds  me  evermore. 

4.  Come  and  rejoice  with  me  ! 

My  feet  so  wide  did  roam, 
And  One  has  sought  me  from  afar, 
And  beareth  me  safe  home. 

5.  Come  and  rejoice  with  me  ! 

For  I  have  found  a  Friend, 
"Who  knows  my  heart's  most  secret  depttis. 
Yet  loves  me  without  end. 

6.  I  knew  not  of  His  love  ; 

Yet  He  had  loved  me  long, 
With  love  so  faithful  and  so  deep, 
#So  tender  and  so  strong. 

7.  And  now  I  know  it  all, 

Have  heard  and  known  His  voice, 
And  hear  it  still  from  day  to  day ; — 
Can  I  enough  rejoice  ? 


324  S PIR1 1UAL  SONGS. 

228.  1  Peter  ii.  7. 

1.  pRECIOUS  is  the  name  of  Jesus ! 
X      Who  can  half  its  worth  unfold  ? 
Far  beyond  angelic  praises, 

Sweetly  sung  to  harps  of  gold. 

2.  Precious  as  the  Mediator, 

By  the  Father  raised  on  high, 
Precious  when  He  took  our  nature, 
Laid  His  awful  glory  by. 

3.  Precious — when  to  Calvary  groaning 

He  sustain'd  the  cursed  tree  ; 
Precious — when  His  death  atoning 
Made  an  end  of  sin  for  thee. 

4.  Precious — in  His  death  victorious, 

He  the  host  of  hell  overthrows  ; 
In  His  resurrection  glorious, 
Victor  crown'd  o'er  all  His  foes. 

5.  Precious,  Lord,  beyond  expressing, 

Are  Thy  beauties  all  divine  ; 
Glory,  honour,  power  and  blessing, 
Be  henceforth  for  ever  Thine  1 


SPIRITUAL 

229.  /A7/--  r*  \'i.  i«>. 


1  M 


V  bark  is  on  a  troubled  - 

The  winds  and  waves  may  advcr- 

Bat  hope,  my  anchor's  firmly  i 

Within  the  vail,  for  ever  fast 


'2.     How  «>t"t,  when  tempest-tossed  at  night, 
I  watch  in  vain  for  dawning  light, 

Yet  think,  when  terrors  would  prevail, 
Dehor  is  within  the  vail. 

3.  "Within  the  vail, — where  Jesus  stands, 

And  shows  to  God   His  Mood-stained  hands 

Within  the  vail, — lie  went  to  bear 
My  name  upon  the  breast-plate  there. 

4.  My  hope  must  have  His  righteousness, 
For  it  can  rest  on  nothing  L< 

Within  the  vail, — is  still  my  prayer, 
Oh  !  may  my  anchor  enter  there. 

\ltho'  the  billows  round  me  roll, 
Th<  in  overwhelm  my  soul; 

Within  the  vail  my  anchor's 
I  ashaken  by  the  stormy  blast. 

6.     Whene'er  I  quit  this  changing  scene, 
May  I  depart  in  hop 
•J',  i 


82o  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

And  find,  when  heart  and  flesh  shall  fail, 
My  anchor  cast  within  the  vail. 


230.  1  Peter  ii.  21. 

1.  TJOW  shall  I  follow  Him  I  serve  ? 
AJL     How  shall  I  copy  Him  I  love  ? 
Nor  from  those  blessed  footsteps  swerve, 
Which  lead  me  to  His  seat  above  ? 

2.  Privations,  sorrows,  bitter  scorn, 
The  life  of  toil,  the  mean  abode, 

The  faithless  kiss,  the  crown  of  thorn, — 
Are  these  the  consecrated  road  ? 

8.     'T  was  thus  He  suffered,  though  a  Son, 
Foreknowing,  choosing,  feeling  all, 
Until  the  perfect  work  was  done, — 
And  drank  the  bitter  cup  of  gall. 

4.  Lord,  should  my  path  thro'  suffering  lie, 
Forbid  it  I  should  e'er  repine  ; 

Still  let  me  turn  to  Calvary, 

Nor  heed  my  griefs,  remembering  Thine. 

5.  O  let  me  think  how  Thou  didst  leave 
Untasted  every  pure  delight, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  327 

To  fast,  to  faint,  to  watch,  to  grieve, 
The  toilsome  day,  the  homeless  night ; 

6.     To  faint,  to  grieve,  to  die  for  me ; 
Thou  earnest  not  Thyself  to  please  ; 
And  dear  as  earthly  comforts  be, 
Shall  I  not  love  Thee  more  than  these  ? 

J.    CONDER. 

231.  1  Chronicles  xxix.  15. 

1 .  TT  E AVEN WARD  our  path  still  goes, 
JLA     Sojourners  on  earth  we  wander, 
Till  we  reach  our  blest  repose, 

In  the  land  of  promise  yonder  : 
Here  we  stay  a  pilgrim  band, 
There  must  be  our  fatherland. 

2.  Heavenward  !  My  soul  arise, 
For  thou  art  a  heavenly  being, 
Thou  should'st  seek  no  earthly  prize, 
When  from  this  world  thou  art  fleeing ; 
Hearts  with  heavenly  wisdom  blest 
Can  in  heaven  alone  find  rest. 

3.  Heavenward  !     Death's  mighty  hand 
Guides  me  there  to  joy  and  gladness — 
There,  within  that  blessed  land, 
Victor  over  pain  and  sadness, 


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Christ  Himself  has  gone  before — 
Can  I  dread  an  unknown  shore  ? 

4.     Heavenward!  oh,  heavenward  ! 

There  shall  be  my  lot  and  treasure — 
Let  me  strive  my  heart  to  guard 
From  each  vain  and  worldly  pleasure  : 
Heavenward  my  thoughts  must  tend, 
Till  in  heaven  my  cares  shall  end. 

R.    SCHMOLCK. 


232.  Hebrews  xii.  2. 

1.     /\H,  eyes  that  are  weary, 
\J     And  hearts  that  are  sore, 
Look  off  unto  Jesus, 
And  sorrow  no  more. 
The  light  of  His  countenance 
Shineth  so  bright, 
That  on  earth,  as  in  heaven, 
There  need  be  no  night. 

2.     Looking  off  unto  Jesus, 
My  eyes  cannot  see 
The  troubles  and  dangers 
That  throng  around  me  : 


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They  cannot  be  blinded 
With  sorrowful  tears, 
They  cannot  be  shadow'd 
With  unbelief-fears. 

3.  Looking  off  unto  Jesus, 
My  spirit  is  blest, — 

In  the  world  I  have  turmoil, 

In  Hiin  I  have  rest. 

The  sea  of  my  life 

All  about  me  may  roar,  — 

When  I  look  unto  Jesus 

I  hear  it  no  more. 

4.  Looking  off  unto  Jesus, 
I  go  not  astray  ; 

My  eyes  are  on  Him, 
And  He  shows  me  the  way. 
The  path  may  seem  dark 
As  He  leads  me  along, 
But  following  Jesus 
I  cannot  go  wrong. 

5      Looking  off  unto  Jesus, 
My  heart  caunot  fear  ; 
Its  trembling  is  still 
When  I  see  Jesus  near: 

2ir| 


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I  know  that  His  power 
My  safe-guard  will  be, 
For  "  why  are  ye  troubled  ?w 
He  saith  unto  me. 

6.  Looking  off  unto  Jesus 
Oh  !  may  I  be  found, 
"When  the  waters  of  Jordan 
Encompass  me  round  ! 

Let  them  bear  me  away, 
In  His  presence  to  be  : 
'T  is  but  seeing  Him  nearer 
Whom  always  I  see. 

7.  Then,  then  shall  I  know 
The  full  beauty  and  grace 
Of  Jesus,  my  Lord, 
When  I  stand  face  to  face  : 
I  shall  know  how  His  love 
Went  before  me  each  day, 
And  wonder  that  ever 

My  eyes  turned  away. 


233.  Psalm  xxv.  5. 

1.     piOME  to  me,  Lord,  when  first  I  wake, 
\J     As  the  faint  lights  of  morning  break 


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Bid  purest  thoughts  within  me  rise, 
Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 

2.     Come  to  me  in  the  sultry  noon, 

Or  earth's  low  communing  will  soon    # 
Of  Thy  clear  face  eclipse  the  light, 
And  change  my  fairest  .day  to  night. 

3      Come  to  me  in  the  evening  shade, 

And  if  my  heart  from  Thee  hath  strayed, 
Oh  !  bring  it  back, — and  from  afar 
Shine  on  me  like  the  evening  star. 

4.  Come  to  me  in  the  midnight  hour, 
When  sleep  withdraws  its  balmy  power, 
Let  my  lone  spirit  find  its  rest, 

Like  John,  upon  my  Saviour's  breast. 

5.  Come  to  me  through  life's  changing  way  ; 
And  when  its  pulses  cease  to  play, 
Then,  Saviour,  bid  me  come  to  Thee, 
That  where  Thou  art  I  too  may  be. 


234.  Acts  xxi.  14. 

[TY  will  would  like  a  life  of  ease, 

And  power  to  do,  and  time  to  rest, 


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And  wealth  and  health  my  will  would  pi 
But,  Lord,  I  know  Thy  will  is  best. 

2.  If  I  have  strength  to  do  Thy  will, 

That  should  be  power  enough  for  me  ; 
Whether  to  walk  or  to  sit  still, 

Th'  appointment  of  the  day  may  be. 

3.  And  if  by  sickness  I  may  grow 

More  patient,  holy,  and  resigned, 
Strong  health  I  need  not  wish  to  know, 
And  greater  ease  I  cannot  find. 

4.  And  rest — I  need  not  seek  it  here — 

For  perfect  rest  remaineth  still ; 

When  in  Thy  presence  we  appear 

Rest  shall  be  given  by  Thy  will. 

5.  Lord,  I  have  given  my  life  to  Thee, 

And  every  day  and  hour  is  Thine, 
What  Thou  appointest,  let  them  be, 
Thy  will  is  better,  Lord,  than  mine. 


235  Revelation  xix.  1. 

1.     CJINGr  hallelujah  !  praise  the  Lord  I 
U     Sing  with  a  cheerful  voice  ; 


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Exalt  our  God  with  one  accord, 

And  in  His  name  rejoice. 

Ne'er  cease  to  sing,  thou  ransom'd  host; 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Until  in  realms  of  endless  light, 

Your  praises  shall  unite. 

There  we  to  all  eternity 

Shall  join  th'  angelic  lays ; 

And  sing  in  perfect  harmony, 

To  God  our  Saviour's  praise  : — 

"  He  hath  redeem'd  us  by  His  blood, 

And  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God  ;" 

For  us — for  us  the  Lamb  was  slain, 

Praise  ye  the  Lord.     Amen  ! 


236.  Isaiah  xlv.  22. 


T1 


1.     rpHERE  is  life  for  a  look  at  the  crucified 
One; 
There  is  life  at  this  moment  for  thee, 
Then  look,  sinner,  look  unto  Him  and  be 
saved, 
Unto  Him  who  was  nailed  to  the  tree. 


2.     Oh  !  why  was  He  there  as  the  bearer  of  sin, 
If  on  Him  all  thy  sins  were  not  laid  ? 


334  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Oh  !  -why  from  His  side  flowed  the  sin-cleans* 
ing  blood, 
If  His  dying  thy  debt  hath  not  paid  ? 

3.  It  is  not  thy  tears  of  repentance  or  prayers, 

But  the  blood  that  atones  for  the  soul ; 
On  Him,  then,  who  shed  it,  thou  mayest  at 
once 
Thy  weight  of  iniquities  roll. 

4.  His  anguish  of  soul  on  the  cross  hast  thou 

seen  ? 

His  cry  of  distress  hast  thou  heard  ? 
Then  why,  if  the  terrors  of  wrath  He  en- 
dured, 

Should  pardon  to  thee  be  deferred  ? 

5.  Thou   art  healed   by  His   stripes,  (would'st 

thou  add  to  the  word  ?) 
And  He  is  thy  righteousness  made  ; 
The  best  robe  of  heaven  He  bids  thee  put  on ; 
Say,  could'st  thou  be  better  arrayed  ? 

6.  Then  doubt  not  thy  pardon,  since  God  has 

declared, 
There  remaineth  no  more  to  be  done, 
That  once  in  the  end  of  the  world  He  ap- 
peared, 
And  completed  the  work  He  begun. 


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7.  But  take  with  rejoicing  from  Jesus  at  once 

The  life  everlasting  He  gives, 
And  know  with  assurance  thou  never  canst 
die, 
Since  Jesus  thy  righteousness  lives. 

8.  There  is  life  for  a  look  at  the  crucified  One, 

There  is  life  at  this  moment  for  thee  ; 
Then  look,  sinner,  look  unto  Him  and  be 
saved, 
And  know  thyself  spotless  as  He. 


237.  1  Peter  ii.  11. 


A 


1.      A    PILGRIM  here  I  wander, 
On  earth  have  no  abode  : 


My  fatherland  is  yonder, 
My  home  is  with  my  God. 

For  here  I  journey  to  and  fro, 
There,  in  eternal  rest, 

Will  God  His  gracious  gift  bestow 
On  all  the  toil-oppress'd. 

For  what  hath  life  been  giving, 
From  youth  up  till  this  day, 

But  constant  toil  and  striving, 
Far  back  as  thought  cju  stray  ? 


336  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

How  many  a  day  of  toil  and  care, 

How  many  a  night  of  tears, 
Hath  pass'd  in  grief  that  none  could  share, 

In  lonely  anxious  fears  ! 

3.  How  many  a  storm  hath  lighten'd 

And  thunder'd  round  my  path  ! 
And  winds  and  rains  have  frighten'd 

My  heart  with  fiercest  wrath  ; 
And  cruel  envy,  hatred,  scorn, 

Have  darkened  oft  my  lot ; 
And  patiently  reproach  I  've  borne, 

Though  I  deserved  it  not. 

4.  Then  through  this  life  of  dangers 

I  '11  onward  take  my  way, 
For  in  this  land  of  strangers 

I  do  not  think  to  stay. 
Still  forward  on  the  road  I  fare 

That  leads  me  to  my  home : 
My  Father's  comfort  waits  me  there, 

When  I  have  overcome. 

6.     Ah,  yes  !  my  home  is  yonder, 
Where  all  the  angelic  bands 
Praise  Him  with  awe  and  wonder, 
In  whose  Almighty  hands 


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All  things  that  are  and  shall  be,  lie, 

By  Him  upholden  still, 
Who  casteth  down  and  lifts  on  high 

At  His  most  holy  will. 

6.  That  home  have  I  desired; 

'T  is  there  I  would  be  gone  ; 
Till  I  am  well-nigh  tir'd, 

O'er  earth  I  've  journey"  d  on  ; 
The  longer  here  I  roam,  I  find 

The  less  of  real  joy, 
That  e'er  could  please  or  fill  my  mind, — 

For  all  hath  some  alloy. 

7.  "Where  now  my  spirit  stayeth 

Is  not  her  true  abode  ; 
This  earthly  house  decayeth, 

And  she  will  drop  its  load. 
When  comes  the  hour  to  leave  beneath 

What  now  I  use  and  have, 
And  when  I  've  yielded  up  my  breath, 

Earth  gives  me  but  a  grave. 

8.  But  Thou,  my  joy  and  gladness, 

Jesus,  my  life  and  light, 
Will  raise  me  from  this  sadness, 
This  long  tempestuous  night, 
30 


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Into  the  perfect  gladsome  day, 

Where,  bathed  in  joy  divine, 
Among  Thy  saints,  and  bright  as  they, 

I  too  shall  ever  shine. 

9.     There  shall  I  dwell  for  ever, 

Not  as  a  guest  alone, 
With  those  who  cease  there  never 

To  worship  at  Thy  throne  ; 
There  in  my  heritage,  I  '11  rest, 

From  baser  things  set  free, 
And  join  the  chorus  of  the  blest 

For  ever,  Lord,  to  Thee  ! 

FROM   LYRA  GERMANICA. 


238.  John  xvi.  18. 

1.  AH  !  for  the  peace  which  floweth  as  a  river, 
\J     Making  life's  desert  places  bloom  and 

smile  ! 
Oh !  for  the  faith  to  grasp  heaven's  bright 
"  for  ever," 
Amid  the  shadows  of  that  "  little  while  !" 

2.  "  A  little  while  "  for  patient  vigil-keeping, 

To  face  the  storm,  to  wrestle  with  the 
strong ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  339 

"  A  little  while  "  to  sow  the  seed  with  weep- 
ing, 
Then  bind  the  sheaves  and  sing  the  harvest 
song. 

"  A  little  while  "  to  wear  the  robe  of  sadness, 
And  toil  with  weary  step  through  miry 
ways ; 
Then  to  pour  forth  the  fragrant  oil  of  glad- 


And  clasp  the  girdle  round  the  robe  of 
praise. 

4.     "A  little  while,"  midst  shadow  and  illusion, 

To  strive,  by  faith,  love's  mysteries  to  spell ; 

Then  read  each  dark  enigma's  bright  solution, 

And  hail    sight's  verdict,  "  He   doth   all 

things  well." 

6.     "  A  little  while  "  the  earthen  pitcher  taking 
To  wayside  brooks,  from  far-off  fountains 
fed; 
Then  the  cool  lip  its  thirst  for  ever  slaking, 
Beside  the  fulness  of  the  fountain-head. 

6.     "  A  little  while  "  to  keep  the  oil  from  failing, 
"  A  little  while  "  faith's  flickering  lamp  to 
trim : 


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And  then  the  Bridegroom's  coming  footsteps 
hailing, 
To   haste  to   meet  Him  with   the   bridal 
hymn. 

7.     Thus  He  who  is  Himself  the  gift  and  giver, 
The  future  glory,  and  the  present  smile, 
With  the  bright  promise  of  the  glad  "  for 
ever," 
Can  light  the  shadows  of  the  "  little  while." 

J.    CKEWDSON. 


239.  PMUppians  iv.  11. 

1.  11TY  Lord  hath  taught  me  how  to  want 
111     A  place  wherein  to  put  my  head  ; 
While  He  is  mine,  I  '11  be  content 

To  beg  or  lack  my  daily  bread. 

2.  Heaven  is  my  roof,  earth  is  my  floor, 
Thy  love  can  keep  me  dry  and  warm ; 
Christ  and  Thy  bounty  are  my  store, 
Thy  angels  guard  me  from  all  harm. 

3.  Must  I  forsake  the  soil  and  air, 
Where  first  I  drew  my  vital  breath  ? 
That  way  may  be  as  near  and  fair  ; 
Thence  I  may  come  to  Thee  by  death. 


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4.  All  countries  are  my  Father's  lands — 
Thy  sun,  Thy  love,  cloth  shine  on  all ; 
We  may  in  all  lift  up  pure  hands, 
And  with  acceptance  on  Thee  call. 

5.  "What,  if  in  prison  I  must  dwell, — 
May  I  not  there  converse  with  Thee  ? 
Save  me  from  sin,  Thy  wrath,  and  hell, 
Call  me  Thy  child,  and  I  am  free. 

6.  No  walls  or  bars  can  keep  Thee  out ; 
None  can  confine  a  holy  soul ; 

The  streets  of  heaven  it  walks  about, 
None  can  its  liberty  control. 

RICHAUD    BAXTER. 


240.  Isaiah  liii.  5. 

1.     mHY  works,  not  mine,  O  Christ ! 
JL     Speak  gladness  to  this  heart ; 
They  tell  me  all  is  done  ; 
They  bid  my  fear  depart. 

To  whom,  save  Thee, 
Who  can  alone 
For  sin  atone, 
Lord,  shall  I  flee  ? 
30* 


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2.  Thy  pains,  not  mine,  O  Christ ! 

Upon  the  shameful  tree, 
Have  paid  the  law's  fall  price, 
And  purchased  peace  for  me. 

To  whom,  save  Thee,  eta 

3.  Thy  wounds,  not  mine,  O  Christ ! 

Can  heal  my  bruised  soul, 
Thy  stripes,  not  mine,  contain 
The  balm  that  makes  me  whole. 

To  whom,  save  Thee,  etc. 

4.  Thy  cross,  not  mine,  0  Christ ! 

Has  borne  the  awful  load. 
Of  sins,  that  none  in  heaven 
Or  earth  could  bear,  but  God. 

To  whom,  save  Thee,  etc. 

5.  Thy  death,  not  mine,  O  Christ ! 

Has  paid  the  ransom  due  ; 
Ten  thousand  deaths  like  mine, 
Would  have  been  all  too  few. 

To  whom,  save  Thee,  etc. 

6.  Thy  righteousness,  O  Christ  1 

Alone  can  cover  me  ; 
No  righteousness  avails, 
Save  that  which  is  of  Thee. 

To  whom,  save  Thee,  etc. 


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Thy  righteousness  alone 

Can  clothe  and  beautify : 
I  wrap  it  round  my  soul ; — 

In  this  I  '11  live  and  die. 

To  whom,  save  Thee,  etc. 

H.   BONAK. 


241.  2  Corinthians  ix.  15. 

1.  /^OME,  worship  at  Emmanuel's  feet ; 

\J     Behold  in  Him  what  wonders  meet  1 
Words  are  too  feeble  to  express 
His  worth,  His  glory,  or  His  grace. 

2.  He  is  the  Head — each  member  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  power  He  gives, 
The  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
Joined  by  His  Spirit  and  His  love. 

3.  He  is  the  Vine — His  heavenly  root 
Supplies  each  branch  with  life  and  fruit ; 
Oh  !  may  a  lasting  union  join 

My  soul  to  Christ,  the  living  Vine. 

4.  He  is  the  Rock — how  firm  He  proves  ! 
The  Rock  of  ages  never  moves  ; 

But  the  sweet  streams  that  from  Him  flow, 
Attend  us  all  the  journey  through. 


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5.  He  is  the  Sun  of  righteousness, 
Diffusing  light,  and  joy,  and  peace  ; 
"What  healing  in  His  beams  appears, 
To  chase  our  clouds  and  dry  our  tears  ! 

6.  Yet  faintly  to  us  mortals  here, 

His  glory,  grace,  and  worth  appear ; 
His  beauties  we  shall  clearly  trace, 
When  we  behold  Him  face  to  face. 


242.  2  Kings  xx.  19. 

1.     TTTHATE'ER  my  God  ordains  is  right ! 
T  T      His  will  is  ever  just ; 
Howe'er  He  orders  now  my  cause, 
I  will  be  still  and  trust. 
He  is  my  God, 
Though  dark  my  road  ; 
He  holds  me  that  I  shall  not  fall, 
Wherefore  to  Him  I  leave  it  all. 

2      Whate'er  my  God  ordains  is  right ! 
He  never  will  deceive  ; 
He  leads  me  by  the  proper  path, 
And  so  to  Him  I  cleave, 


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And  take  content 

What  He  hath  sent ; — 
His  hand  can  turn  my  griefs  away,  * 

And  patiently  I  wait  His  day. 

3.  Whate'er  my  God  ordains  is  right ! 

He  taketh  thought  for  me  ; 
The  cup  that  my  Physician  gives 
No  poison'd  draught  can  be, 
But  medicine  due  ; 
For  God  is  true, 
And  on  that  changeless  truth  I  build, 
And  all  my  heart  with  hope  is  fill'd. 

4.  Whate'er  my  God  ordains  is  right  1 

Though  I  the  cup  must  drink, 
That  bitter  seems  to  my  faint  heart, 
I  will  not  fear  nor  shrink  ; 
Tears  pass  away 
With  dawn  of  day  ; 
Sweet  comfort  yet  shall  fill  my  heart 
And  pain  and  sorrow  all  depart. 

5.  Whate'er  my  God  ordains  is  right  I 

My  Light,  my  Life  is  He, 
Who  cannot  will  me  aught  but  good, 
I  trust  Him  utterly  : 


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For  well  I  know, 

In  joy  or  woe, 
"We  soon  shall  see  as  sunlight  clear, 
How  faithful  was  our  Guardian  here. 

6.     Whate'er  my  God  ordains  is  right ! 
Here  will  I  take  iny  stand, 
Though  sorrow,  need,  or  death  make  earth 
For  me  a  desert  land. 
My  Father's  care 
Is  round  me  there  ; 
He  holds  me  that  I  shall  not  fall, 
And  so  to  Him  I  leave  it  all. 

FROM   LYRA   GERMANICA. 


243.  Hebrews  xiii.  14. 

1.  T  AM  a  stranger  here  ; 

J.     No  home,  no  rest  I  see  ; 
Not  all  earth  counts  most  dear 
Can  win  a  sigh  from  me. 

I  'm  going  home. 

2.  Jesus,  Thy  home  is  mine, 

And  I  Thy  Father's  child  ; 


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With  hopes  and  joys  divine, 
The  world 's  a  dreary  wild. 
I  'm  going  home. 

8.     Home  !  oh  !  how  soft  and  sweet, 
It  thrills  upon  the  heart ! 
Home  !  where  the  brethren  meet 
And  never,  never  part. 

I  'in  going  home. 

4.  Home  !  where  the  Bridegroom  takes 

The  purchase  of  His  love  : 
Home  !  where  the  Father  waits 
To  welcome  saints  above. 

I  'm  going  home. 

5.  Yes  !  when  the  world  looks  cold, 

"Which  did  my  Lord  revile, 
A  lamb  within  the  fold, 
I  can  look  up  and  smile. 

I  'm  going  home. 

6.  When  earth's  delusive  charms 

Would  snare  my  pilgrim  feet, 
I  fly  to  Jesus'  arms, 
And  yet  again  repeat, 

I  'm  going  home. 


348  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

7.  When  breaks  each  mortal  tie 

That  holds  me  from  the  goal, 
This,  this  can  satisfy 

The  cravings  of  my  soul, — 
I  'm  going  home. 

8.  Ah  !  gently,  gently  lead, 

Along  the  painful  way, 

Bid  every  word  and  deed, 

And  every  look  to  say, 

I  'm  going  home. 


244.  Philippians  iv.  6. 

1.  TTAST  Thou  within  a  care  so  deep, 
JLA     It  chases  from  thine  eyelids  sleep  ? 
To  thy  Redeemer  take  that  care, 

And  change  anxiety  to  prayer. 

2.  Hast  Thou  a  hope  with  which  thy  heart 
"Would  almost  feel  it  death  to  part  ? 
Entreat  thy  God  that  hope  to  crown. 
Or  give  thee  strength  to  lay  it  down. 

3.  Hast  thou  a  friend  whose  image  dear, 
May  prove  an  idol  worshipped  here  ? 
Implore  the  Lord  that  nought  may  be, 
A  shadow  between  heaven  and  thee. 


SPIRITUAL  so.\  349 

4.     Whate'er  the  care  which  breaks  thy  rest-- 
Whatever  the  wish  that  swells  thy  breast — 
Spread  before  God  that  wish,  that  care, 
And  change  anxiety  to  prayer. 

MRS.    A.    JULIUS, 


245.  Psalm  xlii.  5. 

1.  117 II Y  restless,  why  so  weary, 

f  T       My  soul,  why  so  cast  down  ? 
Is  all  around  thee  dreary  ? 
And  hath  the  cross  no  crown  ? 

2.  Where  is  the  God  that  found  thee, 

Who  once  could  make  thee  glad  ? 
His  arms  are  still  around  thee  ; 
Then  wherefore  art  thou  sad  ? 

8.     O  trust  the  Lord  who  bought  thee ; 
O  trust  the  sinner's  Friend  ; 
The  wondrous  love  that  sought  thee 
Will  keep  thee  to  the  end  ; — 

4.     'T  will  give  a  glorious  morrow 
To  this  thy  night  of  pain, 
And  make  thy  dews  of  sorrow 
Like  shining  after  rain. 


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50  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


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246.  Revelation  xxii.  5. 

shadows  yonder  ! — • 
All  light  and  song  !— 
Each  day  I  wonder, 
And  say,  How  long 
Shall  time  me  sunder 
From  that  dear  throng  ? 

2.  No  weeping  yonder, — 
All  fled  away  t 
"While  here  I  wander 
Each  weary  day, 
And  sigh  as  I  ponder 
My  long,  long  stay. 

3.  No  partings  yonder  I— 
Time  and  space  never 
Again  shall  sunder, — 
Hearts  cannot  sever, — 
Dearer  and  fonder 
Hands  clasp  for  ever. 

4.  None  wanting  yonder  I — 
Bought  by  the  Lamb, 
All  gathered  under 
The  evergreen  palm, 
Loud  as  night's  thunder 
Ascends  the  glad  psalm. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  351 

247.  Galatins  vi.  14. 

1.  VTEVER  further  than  Thy  cross  ! 
Jj|      Never  higher  than  thy  feet ! 
Here  earth's  precious  things  seem  dross ; 
Here  earth's  bitter  things  seem  sweet. 

2.  Gazing  thus  our  sin  we  see, 

Learn  Thy  love  whilst  gazing  thus  ; — 
Sin  which  laid  the  cross  on  Thee, 
Love  which  bore  the  cross  for  us. 

3.  Here  from  pomp  and  j)ride  retired, 
Nothing  we  would  seem  and  be  ; 
Dust,  yet  with  Thy  life  inspir'd, 
Nothing,  but  beloved  by  Thee. 

4.  Symbols  of  our  liberty 
And  our  service  here  unite, 
Captives  by  Thy  cross  made  free, 
Soldiers  of  Thy  cross  we  fight. 

5.  Pressing  onwards  as  we  can, 
Still  to  this  our  life  shall  tend  ; 
Where  faith's  earliest  steps  began, 
May  life's  latest  moments  end  ! 

6.  'Till  amid  the  hosts  of  light, 
We  in  Thee  redeem'd,  complete. 
Through  Thy  cross  made  pure  and  white, 
Cast  our  crowns  before  Thv  feet. 


352  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

248-  Genesis  xxxii.  26. 

1.  T  WILL  not  let  Thee  go,  Thou  Help  in  time 
J.  of  need  ! 

Heap  ill  on  ill, 
I  trust  Thee  still, 
E'en  when  it  seems  as  Thou  would'st  slay 
indeed  ! 
Do  as  Thou  wilt  with  me, 
I  yet  will  cling  to  Thee  ; 
Hide  Thou  Thy  face, — yet,  Help  in  time  of 
need, 
I  will  not  let  Thee  go  ! 

2.  I  will  not  let  Thee  go. — Should  I  forsake  my 

bliss  ? 

No,  Lord,  Thou  'rt  mine, 

And  I  am  Thine, 
Thee  will  I  hold  when  all  things  else  I  miss. 

Though  dark  and  sad  the  night, 

Joy  cometh  with  the  light ; 
O  Thou  my  Sun,  should  I  forsake  my  bliss  ? 

I  will  not  let  Thee  go  ! 

3.  I  will  not  let  Thee  go,  my  God,  my  life,  my 

Lord  ! 
Not  death  can  tear 
Me  from  His  care, 
Who  Cor  my  sake  His  soul  in  death  outpour'd, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  353 

Thou  diedst  for  love  to  me  ; 
I  say,  in  love  to  Thee, 
E'en  when  my  heart  shall  break,  my  -God,  my 
Life,  my  Lord, 
I  will  not  let  Thee  go  ! 

FROM   LYRA   GERMANICA. 


249.  Matthew  vi.  34. 

1.     ^  rFAKE  no  thought  for  the  morrow,"  its 
X  trials,  or  dangers, 

Why  burden  thy  spirit  with  deepening  gloom  ? 
Ah  !  to-day  hath  enough  to  distress  and  per- 
plex thee, 
It  needeth  no  shadow  of  dark  things  to  come. 


2.     "  Take  no  thought  for  the  morrow'"  no  sor- 
row shall  touch  thee, 
But  that  which  thy  God  in  His  love  hath 

decreed ; 
Go   to  Christ  with   thy  grief — as  it   daily 

ariseth, 
And  seek  for  His  strength  in  the  moment  of 
need. 

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354  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

3.  "  Take  no  thought  for  the  morrow,"  rich  mercy 

abounding, 

Has  marked  ev'ry  step  of  thy  path-way  til] 
now ; 

Put  thy  trust,  then,  in  God,  for  the  still  dis- 
tant future, 
%     Effacing  those  dark  lines  of  care  from  thy 
brow. 

4.  "  Take  no  thought  for  the  morrow,"  its  dawn- 

ing may  find  thee 
A  spirit  at  rest  'neath  the  altar  of  God, 
With  the  last  battle  fought,  and  the  last  trial 

ended, 
The  victory  won  through  Emmanuel's  blood. 


250-  Genesis  xlvii.  9. 

1.       JOW  weary  and  how  worthless  this  life  at 
JL1     times  appears  ! 
What  days  of  heavy  musings,  what  hours  of 

bitter  tears  ! 
How  dark  the  storm-clouds  gather  across  the 

wintry  skies  ! 
How  desolate  and  cheerless  the  path  bcf.ru  us 

lies ! 


SPIRITUAL  SONOS.  355 

2.  And  yet  these  days  of  dreariness  are  sent  us 
from  al>ove, 

They  do  not  come  in  anger,  but  in  faithful- 
ness and  love ; — 

They  come  to  teach  us  lessons  which  bright 
ones  could  not  yield; 

And  to  leave  us  blest  and  thankful  when 
their  purpose  is  fulfilled. 


3.     They  come  to  draw  us  nearer  our  Father  and 
our  God, 
More  earnestly  to  seek  His  face,  and  listen  to 

His  word, 
And  to  feel,  if  now  around  us  a  desert  land 

we  see, 
Without  the  itar  of  promise,  what  would  its 
darkness  he  ? 


4.  They  come  to  lay  us  lowly  and  humbled  in 
the  dust, 

All  self-deception  swept  away,  all  creature- 
hope  and  trust, 

Our  helplessness,  our  vileness,  our  guilt  to 
make  us  own, 

And  flee  for  hope  and  refuge  to  Jesus  Christ 
alone. 


<556  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.     They  come  to  break  the  fetters,  which  here 

detain  us  fast, 
And  force  our  long-reluctant  hearts  to  rise  to 

heaven  at  last, 
And  brighten  ev'ry  prospect  of  that  eternal 

home, 
Where  grief,  and  disappointment,  and  fear 

can  never  come. 

G.     Then  turn  not  in   despondence,  poor  weary 

heart,  away, 
But   meekly  journey   onwards,    through   the 

dark  and  cloudy  day  ; 
E'en  now  the  bow  of  promise  is  above  thee 

shining  bright, 
And  soon  a  joyful  morning   shall  dissipate 

the  night. 

7.  Thy  God  hath  not  forgot  thee,  and  when  He 
sees  it  best, 

Will  lead  thee  into  sunshine,  will  give  thee 
hours  of  rest ; 

And  all  thy  pain  and  sorrow,  when  the  pil- 
grimage is  o'er, 

Shall  end  in  heavenly  blessedness,  and  joys 
for  evermore. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  357 

251.  Psalm  xxvii.  14. 

1.  TN  days  of  trouble  and  of  care, 

JL     I  sought  a  message  from  above, 
Brief  was  the  answer  to  my  prayer, 

Few  were  the  words,  but  full  of  love— 
Ye  who  mourn  an  adverse  fate, 
Hear  the  message — "  Pray  and  wait." 

2.  Pray,  the  Lord  is  ever  nigh, 

Heady  still  with  open  ear  ; 
Wait — and  He  will  yet  supply 

Hope  and  strength,  for  every  fear. 
Pilgrim,  weeping  at  the  gate, 

Hear  His  message — "  Pray  and  wait." 

3.  Pray,  He  knows  thy  ev'ry  thought — 

Understands  thy  secret  grief; 
Wait, — He  sends  it  not  for  nought, 

He  will  surely  bring  relief. 
Seeing  all  thy  troubled  state, 
Still  He  whispers — "  Pray  and  wait." 

4.  Does  the  way  seem  long  and  drear 

To  thy  sad  be  wilder1  d  sight  ? 
Pray,  and  thou  wilt  see  Him  near, 

Wait—  He '11  lead  thee  to  the  light. 
Seek  Him  early,  seek  'Him  late ; 
Fear  not,  doubt  not — "  Pray  and  wait." 


358  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.     Dost  thou  long  the  day  to  see, 

When  thy  Saviour  shall  appear  ? 
Pray,  that  thou  may'st  w?tchful  be ; 

Wait,  the  day  is  drawing-  near. 
Joyfully  thou  'It  then  relate, 
'  T  was  not  in  vain  to — "  Pray  and  wait." 

6      Weeping  prayers  are  heard  no  more 
From  that  home  of  endless  joy  ; 
Days  of  waiting  all  are  o'er , 

Songs  of  praise  each  tongue  employ ; 
They  who  enter  Zion's  gate, 
Need  no  more  to — "  Pray  and  wait." 


252.  Matthew  viii.  26. 

1.  /^ALM  me,  my  God,  and  keep  me  calm, 
\J     While  these  hot  breezes  blow ; 

Be  like  the  night  dew's  cooling  balm 
Upon  earth's  fever'd  brow. 

2.  Calm  me,  my  God,  and  keep  me  calm, 

Soft  resting  on  Thy  breast, 
Soothe  me  with  holy  hymn  and  psalm, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest. 


SPIRITUAL  SOXGS.  359 

3.  Yes  !  keep  nie  calm,  though  loud  and  rude 

The  sounds  my  ear  that  greet ; 
Calm  in  the  closet's  solitude  ; 
Calm  in  the  bustling  street ; — 

4.  Calm  in  the  day  of  buoyant  health ; 

Calm  in  my  hour  of  pain  ; 

Calm  in  my  poverty  or  wealth  ; 

Calm  in  my  loss  or  gain ; — 

5.  Calm  in  the  sufferance  of  wrong, 

Like  Him  who  bore  my  shame  ; 
Calm  'mid  the  threatening,  taunting  throng, 
Who  hate  Thy  holy  name  ;  — 

6.  Calm  when  the  great  world's  news  with  power 

My  listening  spirits  stir, — 
Let  not  the  tidings  of  the  hour 
E'er  find  too  fond  an  ear  ; — 

7.  Calm  as  the  ray  of  sun  or  star 

Which  storms  assail  in  vain, 
Moving  unruffled  through  earth's  war, 
Th'  eternal  calm  to  gain. 

H.   BONAE. 


860  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

253.  James  i.  2. 

1.  T  THINK  of  Thee,  0  Saviour, 
J.     And  count  affliction  gain, 
If  aught  of  suffering  aid  me 

To  realize  Thy  pain. 

2.  I  think  of  Thee,  O  Saviour, 

And  bless  the  chastening  rod, 
Conforming  to  Thine  image, 
Thou  chasten'd  Son  of  God. 

3.  My  sufferings  no  atonement 

For  sin  could  make  to  God ; 
Alone,  of  all  the  people, 

Thou  hast  the  winepress  trocL 

4     So  there  is  nought  of  anger 
In  this  my  Father's  stroke  ; 
He  is  but  gently  teaching 
My  neck  to  bear  the  yoke. 

5.     And  it  is  joy,  my  Saviour  1 
A  blessed  joy  to  think, 
The  cup  I  am  but  tasting 

Thou  didst  vouchsafe  to  drink* 


I  would  press  closer  to  Thee, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  361 

So  I  might  better  know  Thee, 
And  more  Thy  spirit  share. 

Soon,  as  Thou  overcamest, 

I  too  shall  overcome  ; 
And  bless  the  love  which  kept  me 

So  long  away  from  home. 

I  had  been  lost  for  ever, 

Had'st  Thou  not  thought  on  me  ; 
Cold  is  my  heart  and  selfish  ; — 

Yet,  Lord,  I  think  on  Thee. 


254.  2  Corinthians  vii.  10. 

1.  p EJOICE,— 'tis  not  in  sorrow 
W)     To  dim  that  fund  of  joy  ; 
No  darkening  to-morrow 

Its  brightness  can  destroy. 
For  in  the  Christian's  heart  is  found 
One  little  spot  of  sacred  ground, — 
The  waves  may  beat,  the  winds  increase, 
They  cannot  reach  that  sj>ot  of  peace. 

2.  Rejoice  when  thou  art  feeling 
The  keenest  earthly  smart, 
For  then  thy  Lord  is  sealing 
His  name  upon  thy  heart. 


362  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

For  often  through  the  glare  of  day 
A  cloudy  pillar  marks  the  way, 
But  in  the  dark  and  starless  night 
It  changes  to  a  shining  light. 

3.     Rejoice,  though  thou  art  waging 
A  truceless  war  within, 
With  evil  spirits  raging, 
And  a  heart  prone  to  sin. 
For  He  who  leads  thee  through  the  fray, 
Has  fought  the  fight — has  won  the  day  ; 
His  strength  thy  shield,  thy  guide  His  voice, 
Sorrowful  Christian,  still  rejoice. 


255.  Revelation  ii.  10. 


1.  T)E  faithful  to  the  end  ! 

JD     Let  not  danger  nor  distress 
Make  thy  heart  love  Jesus  less. 

Until  death  trust  thou  that  Friend  I 
Ah  !  the  suffering  of  this  earth, 
All  the  glory  is  not  worth 
Which  Thy  Lord  will  give  to  thee, 
When  up  yonder  thou  shalt  be. 

2.  Be  faithful  in  thy  grief ! 

Let  not  storms  from  Christ  divide, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  363 

Let  not  weeping  Jesus  hide. 

Murmur  not,  to  get  relief; 
For  impatience  makes  thy  care 
Heavier  much  for  thee  to  bear, 
Happy  he,  who  childlike  will 
Let  God  lead  him  up  the  hill ! 

3.  Be  faithful  in  thy  faith  ! 
Let  not  any  robber  bold 

Take  it  from  thy  heart's  stronghold  ,• 

Keep  thy  covenant  till  death. 
Then  in  the  o'erflowing  wave 
God  is  with  thee,  strong  to  save. 
Ah  !  thou  goest  there  forlorn, 
When  thou  art  to  Him  forsworn  ! 

4.  Be  faithful  in  thy  love  ! 

See  the  love  God  has  for  thee  ! 
Love  thy  neighbour,  e'en  when  he 

Lays  more  cares,  thy  care  above. 
Think  how  Jesus  prayed  for  those, 
By  whose  hands  His  cross  arose. 
E'en  as  God  doth  thee  forgive, 
So  let  mercy  in  thee  live. 

5*     And  in  thy  hope  stand  true  ! 

Trust  thou  firmly  in  God's  word  ! 
Is  thy  cry  in  trouble  heard, 

Comes  He  not  to  help  thee  through  ? 


364  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Hope  thou  in  Him  firmly  yet, 
For  the  Lord  doth  not  forget ; 
Even  now  is  help  proclaim'd'; 
Hope  can  never  make  ashamed 

6.  Then  forward  !  steadfast  be, 
In  faith,  love,  hope,  for  ever  ! 
Lord,  I  hear,  and  I  will  never 

Leave  my  God,  who  leaves  not  me. 
He  is  my  soul's  rejoicing  still, 
Griefs  no  more  my  joy  can  kill. 
Reach  forth  Thy  hand,  0  God,  my  Friend  J 
Make  me  faithful  to  the  end. 


256.  Micah  vi.  6. 

1 .  TTOW  shall  I  meet  my  Saviour  ? 
J.A  How  shall  I  welcome  Thee  ? 
What  manner  of  behaviour 

Is  now  required  of  me  ? 
I  wait  for  Thy  salvation  ; 

Grant  me  Thy  Spirit's  light, 
Thus  will  my  preparation 

Be  pleasing  in  Thy  sight. 

2.  While  with  her  sweetest  flowers 

Thy  Zion  shews  Thy  way. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  365 

I'll  raise  with  all  my  powers 

To  Thee  a  grateful  lay  ; 
To  Thee,  the  King  of  glory, 

I  '11  tune  a  song  divine, 
And  make  Thy  love's  bright  story 

In  graceful  numbers  shine. 


3.  What  hast  Thou  not  performed, 

Lord  to  retrieve  my  loss, 
Whilst  I  was  so  deformed 

By  sin  and  nature's  dross  ! 
Thou  raised'st  me  to  glory, 

Endowed'st  me  with  bliss, 
Which  is  not  transitory, 

As  worldly  grandeur  is. 

4.  No  sinful  man's  endeavour, 

Nor  any  mortal's  care, 
Could  draw  Thy  sovereign  favour 

To  sinners  in  despair  ; 
Uncall'd  thou  cam'st  with  gladness, 

Us  from  the  fall  to  raise, 
And  change  our  grief  and  sadness 

To  songs  of  joy  and  praise, 

5.  Ye,  who  with  deep  contrition 

Bemoan  your  sinful  state, 
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366  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Fear  not, — Christ  gives  reniissicai 
Of  sins,  however  great. 

He  comes,  repenting  sinners 
With  life  and  love  to  crown, 

And  make  them  happy  winners 
Of  glory  like  His  own. 


257.  1  Peter  ii.  21. 

1.  LTE  suffer'd  !     And  wilt  thou  repine 
JJL     In  this  thy  Master's  lot  to  join  ? 

He  died  for  thee  !     And  wouldst  not  thou 
Die  to  the  world's  seducing  show  ? 
He  prayed  for  thee  !    Wilt  thou  be  slow 
To  seek  the  grace  He  can  bestow  ? 

2.  He  lived  for  thee  !     Wilt  thou  not  strive 
Henceforth  to  Him  alone  to  live  ? 

He  bore  God's  curse  thy  soul  to  save  ! 
And  fearest  thou  man's  wrath  to  brave  ? 
He  bore  the  cross  !     Wilt  thou  refuse 
To  bear  the  cross  His  love  shall  choose  \ 

3.  He  rose  for  thee  !     From  earth  arise, 
And  fix  thy  gaze  upon  the  skies  ! 

He  loves  thee  !     Wilt  thou  turn  away  ? 
He  calls  thee  on  !     Wilt  thou  delay  ? 


SPIRITUAL  S'OiVGS.  367 

Thou,  whom  He  suffer'd  to  redeem, 
Brother,  make  haste  to  follow  Him. 

E.  z.  B. 


258.  John  i.  35. 

1.  "If  ASTER,  where  abidest  Thou  ? 

ill     Lamb  of  God,  't  is  Thee  we  seek  ; 
For  the  wants  which  press  us  now, 

Other  aid  is  all  too  weak. 
Can'st  Thou  take  our  sins  away  ? 

Can  we  find  repose  in  Thee  ? 
From  Thy  gracious  lips  to-day, 

As  of  old,  breathes,  "  Come  and  see." 

2.  Master,  where  abidest  Thou  ? 

How  shall  we  Thine  image  best 
Bear  without  upon  our  brow, 

Stamp  within  upon  our  breast  ? 
Still  a  look  is  all  our  might ; 

Looking  draws  the  heart  to  Thee, 
Sends  us  from  tk'  absorbing  sight 

With  the  message,  "  Come  and  see." 

3.  Christian,  tell  it  to  thy  brother, 

From  life's  dawning  to  its  end  ; 
Every  hand  may  clasp  another, 
And  the  loneliest  bring  a  friend  : 


368  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Till  the  veil  is  drawn  aside, 

And  from  where  her  home  shall  be, 
Bursts  upon  the  enfranchised  bride, 

The  triumphant,  "  Come  and  see." 


259.  EzeTciel  xxxvii.  9. 

1.  QPIRIT  of  everlasting  grace, 

VJ  Infinite  source  of  life,  come  down  ! 
These  tombs  unlock,  these  dead  upraise, 
Thy  glorious  power  and  love  make  known. 

2.  Breathe  o'er  the  valley  of  the  dead, 
Send  forth  Thy  quickening  might  abroad, 
Till,  rising  from  their  tombs,  they  spread 
In  full  array, — the  host  of  God  ! 

3.  Thy  heritage  lies  desolate, 

And  all  Thy  pleasant  places  mourn ; 

O  look  upon  our  low  estate  ; 

In  loving-kindness,  Lord,  return  ! 

4.  Now  let  Thy  glory  be  revealed  ; 
Now  let  Thy  presence  with  us  rest ; 
0  heal  us,  and  we  shall  be  healed  ! 
O  bless  us,  and  we  shall  be  blest ! 

H.   BONAK. 


SPIRITUAL  SONOB.  3tiy 

260.  Ptakn  xviii.  4G. 

1.  HOD  livcth  ever! 

VJ     Wherefore,  soul,  despair  thou  never! 

Our  God  is  good  ;  in  ev'ry  place 

His  love  is  known, *His  help  is  found; 

His  mighty  arm,  and  tender  grace, 

Bring  good  from  ills  that  hem  us  round. 

Easier  than  we  think  can  He 

Turn  to  joy  our  agony  ; 

Soul,  remember  'mid  thy  pains, 

God  o'er  all  for  ever  reigns  ! 

2.  God  livcth  ever  ! 

Wherefore,  soul,  despair  thou  never  ! 
Say,  shall  He  slumber,  shall  He  sleep, 
Who  gave  the  eye  its  power  to  see  ? 
Shall  He  not  hear  his  children  weep 
Who  made  the  ear  so  wondrously  ? 
God  is  God  ;  He  sees  and  hears 
All  our  troubles,  all  our  tears. 
Soul,  forget  not  'mid  thy  pains, 
God  o'er  all  for  ever  reigns  ! 

3.  God  liveth  ever  ! 

AVherefore,  soul,  despair  thou  never! 
Ik-  who  can  earth  and  heaven  control, 
Who  spreads  the  clouds  o'er  sea  and  land, 


370  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Whose  presence  fills  the  mighty  whole, 
In  each  true  heart  is  close  at  hand. 
Love  Him  ;  He  will  surely  send 
Help  and  joy  that  never  end. 
Soul,  remember  in  thy  pains, 
God  o'er  all  for  ever  reigns  I 

4.  God  liveth  ever  ! 

Wherefore,  soul,  despair  thou  never ! 

Scarce  canst  thou  bear  thy  cross  ?     Then  fly 

To  Him  where  only  rest  is  sweet. 

God  is  great ;  His  mercy  nigh, 

His  strength  upholds  the  tottering  feet. 

Trust  Him,  for  His  grace  is  sure, 

Ever  doth  His  truth  endure. 

Soul,  forget  not  in  thy  pains, 

God  o'er  all  for  ever  reigns  ! 

5,  God  liveth  ever  ! 

Wherefore,  soul,  despair  thou  never  I 
When  sins  and  follies  long  forgot 
Upon  thy  tortured  conscience  prey, 
O  come  to  God,  and  fear  Him  not, 
His  love  shall  sweep  them  all  away. 
Pains  of  hell,  at  look  of  His, 
Change  to  calm  content  and  bliss. 
Soul,  remember  in  thy  pains, 
God  o'er  all  for  ever  reigns  I 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  371 

6.  God  liveth  ever ! 

Wherefore,  soul,  despair  thou  never  ! 

Those  whom  the  thoughtless  world  forsakes, 

Who  stand  bewilder'd  with  their  woe, 

God  gently  to  His  bosom  takes, 

And  bids  them  all  His  fulness  know. 

In  thy  sorrow's  swelling  flood 

Own  His  hand  who  seeks  thy  good. 

Soul,  forget  not  in  thy  pains, 

God  o'er  all  for  ever  reigns  ! 

7.  God  liveth  ever  ! 

Wherefore,  soul,  despair  thou  never ! 
Let  earth  and  heaven  outworn  with  age, 
Sink  to  the  chaos  whence  they  came ; 
Let  angry  foes  against  us  rage, 
Let  hell  shoot  forth  its  fiercest  flame ; 
Fear  not  death,  nor  Satan's  thrusts, 
God  defends  who  in  Him  trusts ; 
Soul,  remember  in  thy  pains, 
God  o'er  all  for  ever  reigns  ! 

8.  God  liveth  ever ! 

Wherefore,  soul,  despair  thou  never  ! 
What  though  thou  tread  with  bleeding  feet 
A  thorny  path  of  grief  and  gloom, 
Thy  God  will  choose  the  way  most  meet 
To  lead  thee  heavenwards — lead  thee  home. 


372  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

For  this  life's  long  night  of  sadness, 
He  will  give  thee  peace  and  gladness. 
Soul,  remember  in  thy  pains, 
God  o'er  all  for  ever  reigns  ! 

FROM  LYRA   GERMANICA. 


261.  Hebrews  xi.  14. 


1.     TA3 


AM  bound  for  the  kingdom  !     Tempt  me 

not 

My  spirit  to  delay  ; 
In  this  wide  world  there's  not  a  spot 
Where  I  would  wish  to  stay. 

2.  I  am  bound  for  the  kingdom  !     Hopes   are 

mine 
Brighter  than  all  below  ; 
I  go  where  the  glorious  angels  shine, 
And  saints  made  perfect  glow. 

3.  I  go  where  is  waving  the  ever-green, 

And  life-bestowing  tree ; 
No  flashing  sword  shall  intervene 
To  bar  its  fruit  from  me. 

4.  I  go  where  every  sound  is  sweet, 

And  every  sight  is  fair  ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  373 

My  longing  heart  and  soul  shall  meet 
Full  satisfaction  there. 

5.     I  am  bound  for  the  kingdom  !     Not  a  spot 
On  earth  can  tempt  my  stay  ; 
Ye  friends  beloved  !  will  ye  not 
With  me  too  come  away  ? 

E.  w. 


262.  Psalm  xxx vii.  7. 

1.  T)E  still,  my  soul,  Jehovah  loveth  thee  ; 

JD     Fret  not,  nor  murmur  at  thy  weary  lot ; 
Though  dark  and  lone  thy  journey  seems  to 

be, 
Be  sure  that  thou  art  ne'er  by  Him  forgot. 
He  ever  loves  ;  then  trust  Him,  trust  Him 

still ; 
Let  all  thy  care  be  this — the  doing  of  His 

will; 

2.  Thy  hand  in  His,  like  fondest,  happiest  child, 

Place    thou,   nor   draw  it  for   a  moment 

thence  ; 
Walk  thou  with  Him,  a  Father  reconciled, 
Till  in  His  own  good  time  He  calls  thee 

hence. 


874  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Walk  with  Him  now, — so  shall  thy  way  be 
bright, 

And  all  thy  soul  be  fill'd  with  His  most  glori- 
ous light. 

3.  Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith,  nor  turn  aside 

Through  fear  of  peril  from  or  earth  or  hell ; 
Take  to  thee  now  the  armour  proved  and 
tried, 
Take  to  thee  spear  and  sword  ; — oh !  wield 
them  well. 
So  shalt  thou  conquer  here,  to  win  the  day, 
To  wear  the  crown  when  this  hard  life  has 
passed  away. 

4.  Take  courage,  faint  not,  tho'  the  foe  be  strong, 

Christ  is  thy  strength  !    He  fighteth  on  thy 
side ; 
Swift  be  thy  race  ;  remember  't  is  not  long, 

The  goal  is  near ;  the  prize  He  will  provide. 
And  then  from  earthly  toil  thou  restest  ever ; 
Never  again  to  toil,  or  fight,  or  fear : — oh  ! 
never. 

5.  He  comes,  with   His  reward;    'tis  just  at 

hand ; 
He  comes  in  glory  to  His  promised  throne ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  375 

My  soul  rejoice ;  ere  long  thy  feet  shall  stand 

Within  the  city  of  the  Blessed  One, — 
Thy  perils  past,  thy  heritage  secure, 
Thy  tears  all  wiped  away,  thy  joy  for  ever 
sure. 


263.  Job  vii.  3. 

(for  an  invalid.) 

1.  T  ORD,  a  whole  long  day  of  pain 
Jj     Now  at  last  is  o'er  ! 

Ah  !  how  much  we  can  sustain 

I  have  felt  once  more  ; 

Felt  how  frail  are  all  our  powers, 

And  how  weak  our  trust ; 

If  Thou  help  not,  these  dark  hours 

Crush  us  to  the  dust. 

2.  Could  I  face  the  coming  night, 
If  Thou  wert  not  near  ? 

Nay,  without  Thy  love  and  might 
I  must  sink  with  fear. 
Round  me  falls  the  evening  gloom, 
Sights  and  sounds  all  cease, 
But  within  this  narrow  room 
Night  will  bring  no  peace. 


376  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

3.  Other  weary  eyes  may  close, 
All  things  seek  their  sleep, 
Hither  comes  no  soft  repose, 
I  must  wake  and  weep. 

Come  then,  Jesus,  o'er  me  bend. 
Give  me  strength  to  cope 
With  my  pains,  and  gently  send 
Thoughts  of  peace  and  hope. 

4.  Draw  my  weary  heart  away 
From  this  gloom  and  strife, 
And  these  fever-pains  allay 
With  the  4ew  of  life. 

Thou  canst  calm  the  troubled  mind, 
Thou  its  dread  canst  still, 
Teach  me  to  be  all-resign'd 
To  my  Father's  will. 


264.  Isaiah  xxvi.  4. 

1.  mRUST  on,  trust  on,  believer  ! 
JL     Though  long  the  conflict  be, 
Thou  yet  shalt  prove  victorious, 
Thy  God  shall  fight  for  thee. 

2.  Trust  on,  trust  on  !  thy  failings 
May  bow  thee  to  the  dust ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  377 

Yet  in  thy  deepest  sorrow 
Oh,  give  not  up  thy  trust. 

8.     Trust  on  !  the  danger  presses  ; 
Temptation  strong  is  near  ; 
Over  life's  dangerous  rapids 
Who  shall  thy  passage  steer? 

4.     Jesus  is  strong  to  save  thee  ! 
He  is  a  faithful  friend. 
Trust  on,  trust  on,  believer  ! 
Trust  Jesus  to  the  end. 

E.    W. 


265.  Psalm  cvii.  26. 

1.      1"  ORD  !  the  waves  are  breaking  o'er  me  and 

XJ  around ; 

Oft  of  coming  tempest  I  hear  the  moaning 
sound  ; 

Here  there  is  no  safety  rocks  on  either  hand ; 

'T  is  a  foreign  roadstead,  a  strange  and  hos- 
tile land. 

"Wherefore  should  I  linger  ?  Others  gone 
before 

Long  since  safe  are  landed  on  a  calm  and 
friendly  shore. 

3a* 


378  SPIRITUAL  SONUS. 

Now  the  sailing  orders,  in  mercy,  Lord,  be 

stow, 

Loose  the  cable,  let  me  £o  ! 


2.  Lord !  the  night  is  closing  round  my  feeble 

bark ; 
How  shall  I  encounter  its  watches  long  and 

dark  ? 
Sorely  worn  and  shatter'd  by  many  a  billow 

past, 
Can  I  stand  another  rude  and  stormy  blast  ? 
Ah  !  the  promised  haven  I  never  may  attain, 
Sinking  and  forgotten  amid  the  lonely  main  ; 
Enemies  around  me,  gloomy  depths  below. 

Loose  the  cable,  let  me  go  ! 

3.  Lord  !  I  would  be  near  Thee,  with  Thee  where 

Thou  art,— 
Thine  own  word  hath  said  it,  "  't  is  better  to 

depart," 
There  to  serve  Thee  better,  there  to  love  Thee 

more, 
With  Thy  ransom'd  people  to  worship  and 

adore. 
Ever  to  Thy  presence  Thou  dost  call  Thine 

own — 
Why  am  I  remaining  helpless  and  alone  ? 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  379 

Oh  !  to  see  Thy  glory,  Thy  wondrous  love  to 
know  ! 

Loose  the  cable,  let  me  go  ! 

4.  Lord  !  the  lights  are  gleaming  from  the  dis- 

tant shore, 

Where  no  billows  threaten,  where  no  tem- 
pests roar  ; 

Long  beloved  voices,  calling  me,  I  hear, — 

Oh  !  how  sweet  their  summons  falls  upon 
mine  ear ! 

Here  are  foes  and  strangers,  faithless  hearts 
and  cold, 

There  is  fond  affection,  fondly  proved  of  old  ! 

Let  me  haste  to  join  them  !  may  it  not  be  so  ? 
Loose  the  cable,  let  me  go  ! 

5.  Hark  !  the  solemn  answer  !     Hark !  the  pro- 

mise sure  ! 
"  Blessed  are  the  servants  who  to  the   end 

endure  !" 
Yet  a  little  longer,  tarry  and  hope  on, — 
Tet  a  little  longer,  weak  and  weary  one  1 
More  to  perfect  patience,  to  grow  in  faith 

and  love, 
More  My  strength  and  wisdom  and  faithful- 
ness to  prove ; 


380  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Then  the   sailing  orders   the  Captain  shall 
bestow, — 

Loose  the  cable,  let  thee  go. 


266.  John  xiv.  27. 

1.  T  ET  not  your  hearts  be  faint ; 
Ju     My  peace  I  give  to  you, 
Such  peace  as  reason  never  plann'd, 

As  worldlings  never  knew. 

2.  'T  is  not  the  stilly  calm 

That  bodes  a  tempest  nigh, 
Or  lures  the  heedless  mariner 
Where  rocks  and  quicksands  lie. 

3.  It  is  not  nature's  sleep, 

The  stupor  of  the  soul, 
That  knows  not  God,  nor  owns  His  hand, 
Tho'  wide  His  thunders  roll. 

4.  It  speaks  a  ransomed  world, 

A  Father  reconciled, 
A  sinner  to  a  saint  transformed, 
A  rebel  to  a  child. 

5.  It  tells  of  joys  to  come, 

It  soothes  the  troubled  breast. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  381 

It  shines  a  star  amid  the  storm, 
The  harbinger  of  rest. 

6.     Then  murmur  not,  nor  mourn, 
My  people  faint  and  few, 
Tho'  earth  to  its  foundation  shake, 
My  peace  I  leave  with  you. 


267. 

Acts  xi.  23. 

,  ^ 

S"G  to  the  Mighty  One, 

Cling  in  thy  grief; 

Cling 

to  the  Holy  One, 

He  gives  relief; 

Cling 

to  the  Gracious  One, 

Cling  in  thy  pain : 

Cling 

to  the  Faithful  One, 

He  will  sustain. 

Cling  to  the  Living  One, 

Cling  in  thy  woe  ; 
Cling  to  the  Loving  One, 

Through  all  below  ; 
Cling  to  the  Pard'ning  One, 

He  speaketh  peace ; 
Cling  to  the  Healing  One, 

Anguish  shall  cease 


382  SPIRITUAL  SOA'GS. 

3.     Cliug  to  the  Bleeding  One, 

Cling  to  His  side  ; 
Cling  to  the  Risen  One, 

In  Him  abide. 
Cling  to  the  Coming  One, 

Hope  shall  arise ; 
Cling  to  the  Eeigning  One, 

Joy  lights  thine  eyes, 


268.  Judges  viii'.  4. 

1.  T  DO  not  doubt  my  safety — that  Thy  hand 
X     Will  still  uphold  me,  even  to  the  last, 
And  that  my  feet  on  Canaan's  hill  shall  stand, 

When  the  long  wilderness  is  overpast ; 
But  often  faith  is  weak,  and  hope  is  low  ; 
Forward,  indeed,  but  faint  and  wearily  I  go. 

2.  I  do  not  doubt  Thy  love,  my  Lord  and  God, 

The  love  which   sufferd  and  which  died 

for  me, 

The  love  that  sought  me  on  the  downward 

road, 

Unclasp'd  the  fetters,  set  the  captive  free  ! 

But  mine  seems  now  so  languid,  dull  and 

cold — 
©  for  the  blissful  hours  which  I  have  known 
of  old  1 


8PIRITUA  L  JSOXGS.  383 

3.  I  do  not  doubt,  unworthy  though  I  be, 

Thy  worthiness,  my  Saviour,  is  my  own  ! 
One  of  Thy  many  mansions  is  for  me, 

In  the  good  land  where  sorrow  is  unknown ; 
But  often  clouds  obscure  the  distant  scene, 
And  from  the  flood  I  shrink,  which  darkly 
rolls  between. 

4.  Lord  !  at  the  evening  time  let  there  be  light ; 

Unveil  Thy  presence,  bid  all  darkness  fly  ; 
Surely,  ere  now,  far  spent  must  be  the  night, 
The  morning  comes,  the  journey's  end  is 
nigh; 
Renew  my  strength,  what  yet  remains  to  run, 
Till  glory  crown  the  work  which  grace  has 
here  begun. 


269.  Hebrews  xiii.  5. 

I.     Be  thou  content ;  be  still  before 

His  face,  at  whose. right  hand  doth  reign 
Fullness  of  joy  for  evermore, 

"Without  whom  all  thy  toil  is  vain. 
He  is  thy  living  spring,  thy  sun,  whose  rays 
Make  glad  with  life  and  light  thy  dreary  days, 
Be  thou  content. 


884  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  In  Him  is  comfort,  light,  and  grace, 

And  changeless  love  beyond  our  thought ; 
The  sorest  pang,  the  worst  disgrace, 
If  He  is  there,  shall  harm  thee  not. 
He  can  lift  off  thy  cross,  and  loose  thy  bands, 
And  calm  thy  fears,  nay,  death    is  in  His 
hands. 

Be  thou  content. 

3.  Or  art  thou  friendless  and  alone, 

Hast  none  in  whom  thou  canst  confide  ? 
God  careth  for  thee,  lonely  one, 

Comfort  and  help  will  He  provide. 
He  sees  thy  sorrows,  and  thy  hidden  grief, 
He  knoweth  when  to  send  thee  quick  relief. 
Be  thou  content. 

4.  The  heart's  outspoken  pain  He  knows, 

Thy  secret  sighs  He  hears  full  well, 
What  to  none  else  thou  dar'st  disclose 

To  Him  thou  may'st  with  boldness  tell. 
He  is  not  far  away,  but  ever  nigh, 
And  answereth  willingly  the  poor  man's  cry. 
Be  thou  content. 

5.  Be  not  o'er-mastered  by  thy  pain, 

But  cling  to  God,  thou  shalt  not  fall ; 
The  floods  sweep  over  thee  in  vain, 
Thou  yet  shalt  rise  above  them  all ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  385 

For  when  thy  trial  seems  too  hard  to  bear, 
Lo !    God,  thy   King,  hath   granted   all  thy 
prayer. 

Be  thou  content. 

6.  Why  art  thou  full  of  anxious  fear 

How  thou  shalt  be  sustain'd  and  fed  ? 
He  who  hath  made,  and  placed  thee  here, 

Will  give  thee  needful  daily  bread. 
Canst  thou  not  trust  His  rich  and  bounteous 

hand, 
Who  feeds  all  living  things  on  sea  and  land  ? 

7.  He  who  doth  teach  the  little  birds 

To  find  their  meat  in  field  and  wood,  . 
Who  gives  the  countless  flocks  and  herds 

Each  day  their  needful  drink  and  food, 
Thy  hunger  too  will  surely  satisfy, 
And  all  thy  wants  in  His  good  time  supply. 
Be  thou  content. 

8.  Say'st  thou.  I  know  not  how  or  where, 

No  help  I  see,  where'er  I  turn  ; 
When  of  all  else  we  most  despair, 

The  riches  of  God's  love  we  learn. 
When  thou  and  I  His  hand  no  longer  trace, 
He  leads  us  forth  into  a  pleasant  place. 
Be  thou  content. 
34 


386  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

9.  Though  long  His  promised  aid  delay. 

At  last  it  will  be  surely  sent : 
Though  thy  heart  sink  in  sore  dismay, 

The  trial  for  thy  good  is  meant. 
What  we  have  won  with  pains,  we  hold  most 

fast, 
What  tarrieth  long,  is  sweeter  at  the  last. 
Be  thou  content. 

10.  Lay  not  to  heart,  whate'er  of  ill 

Thy  foes  may  falsely  speak  of  thee, 
Let  man  defame  thee  as  he  will, 

God  hears,  and  judges  righteously. 
Why  should'st  thou  fear,  if  God  be  on  thy 

side, 
Man's  cruel  anger  or  malicious  pride  ? 
Be  thou  content. 

11.  We  know  for  us  a  rest  remains, 

When  God  will  give  us  sweet  release 
From  earth  and  all  our  mortal  chains, 

And  turn  our  sufferings  into  peace. 
Sooner  or  later  death  will  surely  come 
To  end  our  sorrows  and  to  take  Us  homo. 
Be  thou  content. 

LYE  A.  LYRA   GERMANIC  A. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  387 

270  Genesis  xxviii.  15. 

J.     /"TOD  doth  not  leave  His  own  ! 

\JT    The  night  of  weeping  for  a  time  may  last, 

Then,  tears  all  past, 
His  going  forth  shall  as  the  morning  shine, 
The  sunrise  of  His  favour  shall  be  thine — 
God  doth  not  leave  His  own  I 

2.     God  doth  not  leave  His  own ! 

Tho'  few  and  evil  all  their  days  appear, 

Tho'  grief  and  fear 
Come  in  the  train  of  earth  and  hell's  cfark 

crowd — 
The  trusting  heart  says,  even  in  the  cloud, 
God  doth  not  leave  His  own  ! 

8.     God  doth  not  leave  His  own. ! 

This  sorrow  in  their  life  He  doth  permit — 

Yea,  chooseth  it. 
To  speed  His  children  in  their  heavenward 

way, 
He  guides  the  winds ; — faith,  hope,  and  love 
all  say, 
God  doth  not  leave  His  own  1 


388  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

271.  John  xii.  21. 

1.  "  TX/"-^  wou^  see  Jesus" — f°r  the  shadows 

T  T       lengthen 
Across  this  little  landscape  of  our  life  : 
We   would    see    Jesus,    our  weak  faith    to 
strengthen, 
For  the  last  weariness — the  final  strife. 

2.  "  We  would  see  Jesus  " — for  life's  hand  hath 

rested 
With  its  dark  touch  upon  both  heart  and 

brow; 
And  though  our  souls  have  many  a  billow 

breasted, 
Others  are  rising  in  the  distance  now. 

3.  "  We  would  see  Jesus  " — the  great  rock  foun* 

dation, 
"Whereon  our  feet   we've   set   by   sovereign 

grace ; 
Not  life  nor  death,  with  all  their  agitation, 
Can  thence  remove  us,  if  we  see  His  face. 


4.     "We  would   see  Jesus" — other    lights    are 
paling, 
Which  for  long  years  we  have  rejoiced  to 
see; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  3S9 

The  blessings  of  our  pilgrimage  are  failing, 
We  would  not  mourn  them,  for  we  go  to 
Thee. 

"  We  would  see  Jesus" — yet  the  spirit  lingers 

Bound  the  dear  objects  it  has  loved  so  long. 

And  earth  from  earth  can  scarce  unclasp  its 

fingers. — 

Our  love  to  Thee  makes  not  this  love  less 

strong. 

6.     "  We  would  see  Jesus " — sense  is  all  too 
blinding, 
And  heaven  appears  too  dim — too  far  away ; 
We  would  see  Thee,  to  gain  a  sweet  remind- 
ing, 
That  Thou  has  promised  our  great  debt  to 
pay. 

41  We  would  see  Jesus " — this  is  all  we're 
needing, — 
Strength,  joy,  and  willingness  come  with 
the  sight . 
"We  would  see  Jesus,"  dying,  risen,  plead- 
ing;— 
Then  welcome   day,  and   farewell   mortal 
night ! 

34* 


390  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

272.  Philippiana  i  23. 

1.  T  JOURNEY  forth  rejoicing, 

X     From  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
To  heavenly  joy  and  freedom, 

From  earthly  bonds  and  fears ; 
"VThere  Christ  our  Lord  shall  gather 

All  His  redeem'd  again, 
His  kingdom  to  inherit  ; — 

Good  night  till  then  ! 

2.  Go  to  thy  quiet  resting, 

Poor  tenement  of  clay  ! 
From  all  thy  pain  and  weakness 

I  gladly  haste  away  ; 
But  still  in  faith  confiding 

To  find  Thee  yet  again, 
All  glorious  and  immortal ; 

Good  night  till  then  ! 

3.  Why  thus  so  sadly  weeping, 

Belov'd  one  of  my  ^leart  ? 
The  Lord  is  good  and  gracious, 

Tho1  now  He  bids  us  part. 
Oft  have  we  met  in  gladness, 

And  we  shall  meet  again, 
All  sojtows  left  behind  us  ; — 
Good  night  till  then  I 


SPIR1TUAI   SONGS.  391 

I  go  to  See  His  glory, 

Whom  we  have  lov'd  below ; 
I  go  the  blessed  angels, 

The  holy  saints,  to  know ; 
Our  lovely  ones  departed, 

I  go  to  find  again, 
And  wait  for  you  to  join  us  ; — 
Good  night  till  then  ! 


5.     I  hear  the  Saviour  calling ; 

The  joyful  hour  has  come  : 
The  angel-guards  are  ready 

To  guide  me  to  our  home  ; 
Where  Christ  our  Lord  shall  gather 

All  His  redeem'd  again, 
His  kingdom  to  inherit ; — 

Good  night  till  then  ! 

HYMNS  FROM  THE  LAND  OF  LUTHER. 


273.  "  Hebrews  iv.  3. 

1.     p  EST,  weary  soul  ! 

X\j     The  penalty  is  borne,  the  ransom  paid, 
For  all  thy  sins  full  satisfaction  made  ; 
Strive  not  thyself  to  do  what  Christ  has  done  ; 


392  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Claim  the  free  gift  and  make*  the  joy  thino 

own  ; 
No  more  by  pangs  of  guilt  and  fear  distrest, 
Rest,  sweetly  rest ! 

2.  Rest,  weary  heart ! 

From  all  thy  silent  griefs  and  secret  pain, 
Thy  profitless  regrets  and  longings  vain  ; 
Wisdom  and  love  have  ordered  all  the  past ; 
All  shall  be  blessedness  and  bright  at  last ; 
Cast  off  the  cares  that  have  so  long  opprest, 
Rest,  sweetly  rest ! 

3.  Rest,  weary  head  ! 

Lie  down  to  slumber  in  the  peaceful  tomb. 
Light  fiom   above  has   broken   through  its 

gloom  ; 
Here  in  the  place  where  once  thy  Saviour  lay, 
Where  He  shall  wake  thee  on  a  future  day, 
Like  a  tired  child  upon  its  mother's  breast. 
Rest,  sweetly  rest ! 

4.  Rest,  spirit,  rest ! 

In  the  green  pastures  of  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  sin  and  sorrow  can  approach  no  more, 
With  all  the  flock  by  the  Good  Shepherd  fed, 
Beside  the  streams  of  life  eternal  led, 
For  ever  with  thy  God  and  Saviour  blest, 
Rest,  sweetly  rest  1 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  &9U 

274.  Luke  xxi.  19. 

1.     T)E  still,  ray  soul !  the  Lord  is  on  thy  side, 
JD     Bear  patiently  the  cross  of  grief  and  pain  , 
Leave  to  thy  God  to  order  and  provide, 

In  every  change  He  faithful  will  remain. 
Be   still,  my  soul !   thy   best,   thy  heavenly 

Friend, 
Thro'  thorny  ways  leads  to  a  joyful  end. 


2.     Be  still,  my  soul !  thy  God  doth  undertake 

To  guide  the  future,  as  He  has  the  past : 
Thy  hope,  thy  confidence,  let  nothing  shake, 

All  now  mysterious  shall  be  bright  at  last. 
Be  still,  my  soul  !  the  waves  and  winds  still 

know 
His  voice  who  ruled  them  while  He  dwelt 

below. 


Be  still,  my  soul !  when  dearest  friends  depart, 
And  all  is  darkened  in  the  vale  of  tears ; 

Then  shalt  thou  better  know  His  love,  His 
heart, 

Who  comes  to  sooth  thy  sorrow  and  thy 
fears. 

Be  still,  my  soul  !  thy  Jesus  can  repay 

From  His  own  fulness  all  He  takes  away. 


394  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

4.     Be  still,  my  soul  !  the  hour  is  hastening  on, 

When  we  shall  be  for  ever  with  the  Lord; 

"When   disappointment,    grief,   and   fear,    are 

gone, 

Sorrow  forgot,  love's  purest  joys  restored. 

Be  still  my  soul !  when  change  and  fears  are 

past, 
All  safe  and  blessed  we  shall  meet  at  last. 

5.'     Be  still,  my  soul !  begin  the  song  of  praise 
On  earth,  believing,  to  the  Lord  on  high ; 
Acknowledge  Ilim  in  all  thy  works  and  ways, 
So  shall  He  view  thee  with  a  well-pleas' d 
eye. 
.  Be  still,  my  soul !  the  sun  of  life  divine 
Thro1  passing  clouds  shall  but  more  brightly 
shine. 

HYMNS  PROM  THE  LAND  OF  LUTHER. 


275.  John  xiv.  2. 

GOING 


1.     P\  OIJSTG-  home  !  and  going  quickly  ! 


is  a  thought  to  cheer  the  heart ; 
Should  we  suffer,  be  it  meekly. 
Soon  the  world  and  we  must  part, 
Never  more  to  meet  again  ; 
There's  an  end  of  Buffering  then, 


SPIRITUAL  S0NQ8.  395 

There 's  an  end  of  all  that  grieves  us ; 
How  the  thought  of  this  relieves  us  ! 

Going  home  !     How  sweet  and  cheering  ! 
Going  to  the  place  we  love, 
There  in  royal  state  appearing 
Mid  the  shining  court  above ; 
There  our  Father  lives  and  reigns, 
Greater  He  than  fancy  feigns  ; 
There  His  people  live  for  ever, 
There's  a  portion  failing  never. 

Going  home  !     There  'a  nothing  dearer 
To  the  pilgrim's  heart  than  home, 
Drawing  nearer  still  and  nearer 
To  the  place  where  pilgrims  come ; 
Much  he  thinks  of  what  will  be, 
Much  of  what 'he  hopes  to  see, 
Thinks  of  kindred,  friends,  and  brothers, 
But  of  Christ  above  all  others. 

T  is  the  blessed  hope  of  seeing 
Him  he  loves  in  glory  there, 
Blessed  hope  of  ever  being 
With  the  Lord,  His  joys  to  share ; 
'T  is  the  hope  which  lightens  toil, 
And  in  sorrow  makes  him  smile, 
Cheers  him  in  the  midst  of  strangers, 
Keeps  him  when  beset  with  dangers. 


396         .  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.     Going  home  !     Then  it  behoves  us 
Here  to  live  as  strangers  do  ; 
"When  the  trial  comes,  it  proves  us, 
Proves  if  we  have  faith  or  no ; 
Let  us  make  the  promise  sure, 
Let  us  to  the  end  endure, 
In  the  Saviour's  love  abiding, 
In  the  Saviour's  strength  confiding. 


276  Luke  xii.  32. 

1.       A    LITTLE  flock  !  so  calls  He  thee, 
A     Who  bought  thee  with  His  blood  ; 
A  little  flock,  disowned  of  men, 
But  owned  and  loved  of  God. 


2.  A  little  flock  !  yea  even  so, 

A  handful  among  men, 
Such  is  the  purpose  of  Thy  God ; 

So  willeth  He  ;  Amen  ! 

3.  Not  many  rich  and  noble  called, 

Not  many  great  and  wise  ; 
They  whom  He  makes  His  kings  and  priests 
Are  poor  in  human  eyes. 

4.  -  Church  of  the  everlasting  God, 

Our  Father's  gracious  choice 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  39? 

Amidst  the  voices  of  this  earth, 
How  feeble  is  Thy  voice  ! 

5.  But  the  chief  Shepherd  comes  at  length, 

Thy  feeble  days  are  o'er  ; 
Xo  more  a  handful  in  the  earth, 
A  little  flock  no  more. 

6.  No. more,  a  lily  among  thorns, 

Weary,  and  faint,  and  few  ; 
But  countless  as  the  stars  of  heaven, 
Or  as  the  early  dew. 

7.  When  entering  th'  eternal  hall 

In  robes  of  victory, 
That  mighty  multitude  shall  keep. 
A  joyous  jubilee. 

H.   BONAR. 


w 


Psalm  vi.  8. 

EEP  not, — Jesus  lives  on  high, 
Oh  !  sad  and  wearied  one  1 
If  thou  with  the  burden  sigh 
Of  grief  thou  cans't  not  shun, 
Trust  Him  still  ;— 
Soon  there  will 
Roses  in  the  thicket  stand, 
Goshen  smile  smile  in  Egypt's  land. 
35 


898  *  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.  "Weep  not, — Jesus  thinks  of  thee, 

When  all  beside  forget, 
And  on  thee  so  lovingly 
His  faithfulness  has  set, 
That  tho'  all 
Ruined  fall, 
Everything  on  earth  be  shaken, 
Thou  wilt  never  be  forsaken. 

3.  Weep  not, — Jesus  heareth  thee, 

Hears  thy  inoanings  broken, 
Hears  when  thou  right  wearily 
All  thy  grief  has  spoken. 
Raise  thy  cry, 
He  is  nigh  ; 
And  when  waves  roll  full  in  view, 
He  shall  fix  their  "  Hitherto." 

4.  Weep  not, — Jesus  loveth  thee, 

Tho'  all  around  may  scorn, 
And  tho'  poisoned  arrows  be 
Upon  thy  buckler  borne. 
With  His  love, 
Nought  can  move ; 
All  may  fail, — yet  only  wait, 
He  shall  make  the  crooked  straight. 

5.  Weep  not, — Jesus  cares  for  thee, 

Then  what  of  good  can  fail  ? 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  399 

Why  sbouldcst  thou  thus  gloomily 
At  thought  of  trouble  quail. 

He  will  bear 

All  thy  care ; 
And  if  He  the  burden  take, 
He  will  all  things  perfect  make. 

Weep  not, — Jesus  comforts  thee  ; 

He  yet  shall  come  and  save, 

And  each  sorrow  thou  shalt  see 

Lie  buried  in  thy  grave. 

Sin  shall  die, 

Grief  shall  fly ; 

Thou  hast  wept  thy  latest  tears, 

When  the  Lord  of  life  appears. 

R.   SCHMOLK. 


278,  Hebrews  ii.  10. 

1.  pERFECT  through  suffering!   Is  this  the 
JL  path 

My  Saviour  trod  ? 
And  shall  I  shrink  to  follow  Thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  God  ? 

2.  Perfect  through  suffering !     The  heart    may 

faint 

Upon  the  road, 


400  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

And  flesh  and  spirit  both  may  fail ; — 
Yet  hope  in  God. 

3.     Perfect  through  suffering  !     The  gold  refined, 
No  dross  remains, 
And  o'er  the  furnace  watcheth  One, 
To  guide  the  flames. 

•  4.     Perfect  through  suffering  !     A  bright  reward 
Before  thee  lies, 
Gird  up  thy  loins  to  run  the  race  ; — 
Then  seize  the  prize. 

5.  Perfect  through    suffering !      The   countless 

throng 

Of  saints  in  light, 
Through  tribulations  great  have  come, 
Afflictions,  fight. 

6.  Perfect  through  suffering !     Their  robes  made 

white 

In  Jesus'  blood, 
The  tears  from  ev'ry  eye  are  wiped, 
They  reign  with  God. 

7.  Perfect  through  suffering  ! .  The  conflict  o'er, 

The  race  well  run, 
A  crown  of  immortality 

And  joy  is  won. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  401 

8.     Perfect  through  suffering  !     Is  this  the  path 
My  Saviour  trod  ? 
Then  welcome  be  its  fiery  cross ; 
It  leads  to  God. 


27^.  2  Corinthians  v.  17. 

1.     TT7E  praise  and  bless  Thee,  gracious  Lord, 
T  T       Our  Saviour  kind  and  true, 
For  all  the  old  things  pass'd  away, 
For  all  Thou  hast  made  new. 


2.  The  old  security  is  gone, 

In  which  so  long  we  lay ; 
The  sleep  of  death  Thou  hast  dispelled, 
The  darkness  rolled  away. 

3.  JS"ew  hopes,  new  purposes,  desires, 

And  joys.  Thy  grace  has  given  ; 
Old  ties  are  broken  from  the  earth, 
New  ones  attach  to  heaven. 

4.  But  yet  how  much  must  be  destroyed 

How  much  renew'd  must  be, 
Ere  we  can  fully  stand  complete, 
In  likeness,  Lord,  to  Thee  ! 
35+ 


402  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.  Ere  to  Jerusalem  above, 

The  holy  place,  we  come, 
Where  nothing  sinful  or  defiled 
Shall  ever  find  a.home. 

6.  Thou,  only  Thou,  must  carry  on 

The  work  Thou  hast  begun  ; 
Of  Thine  own  strength  Thou  must  impart, 
In  Thine  own.  ways  to  run. 

7.  Ah  !  leave  us  not  I     From  day  to  day 

Kevive,  restore  again ; 
Our  feeble  steps  do  Thou  direct, 
Our  enemies  restrain. 

8.  "Whate'er  would  tempt  the  soul  to  stray, 

Or  separate  from  Thee, 
That,  Lord,  remove,  however  dear 
To  the  poor  heart  it  be  ! 

9.  When  the  flesh  sinks,  then  strengthen  Thou 

The  spirit  from  above  ; 
Make  us  to  feel  Thy  service  sweet, 
And  light  Thy  yoke  of  love. 

10.  So  shall  we  faultless  stand  at  last 

Before  Thy  Father's  throne, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  403 

The  blessedness  for  ever  ours, 
The  glory  all  Thine  own  I 

HYMNS  FROM  THE  LAND  OF  LUTHER. 


280.  Hebrews  xi.  16. 

[1.     "I|"Y  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 
JUL     And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly — 

These  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 
For  0  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

Our  friends  are  passing  over, 
And  just  before  the  shining  shore 

We  may  almost  discover. 


2.  We  '11  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  distant  home  discerning ; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  ev'ry  lamp  be  burning. 

For  oh  !  we  stand,  &c. 

3.  Should  coming  day  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing, 
That  perfect  rest  none  can  molest, 
Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. 
For  oh  !  we  stand,  &c, 


404  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

4.     Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 
Each  chord  on  earth  to  sever  ; 
Our  King  says  "  Come," — and  there  's  a  home 
For  ever,  oh  !  for  ever ! 

For  oh !  we  stand,  &c. 

DAVID  NELSON. 


281.  John  iii.  2. 

1.  TT7HAT  shall  I  be  ?  my  Lord,  when  I  be- 

VV  hold  Thee 

In  awful  majesty  at  God's  right  hand  ; 
And  'mid  tlr  eternal  glories  that  enfold  me, 
In  strange  bewilderment,  0  Lord,  I  stand. 
What  shall  I  be  ?  these  tears — they  dim  my 

sight ; 
I  cannot  catch  the  blissful  vision  right. 

2.  What  shall  I  be  ?   Lord,  when  Thy  radiant 

glory, 
As  from  the  grave  I  rise,  encircles  me  ; 
When  brightly  pictured  in  the  light  before 
me, 
What  eye  hath  never  seen,  my  eye  shall  see. 
What  shall  I  be  ?     Ah  !  blessed  and  sublime 
Is  the  dim  prospect  of  that  glorious  time  ! 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  405 

3.  What  shall  I  be?   when  days  of  grief  are 

ended, 
From  earthly  fetters  set  for  ever  free  ; 
"When  from  the  harps  of  saints  and  angels 
blended, 
I  hear  the  burst  of  joyful  melody ! 
What  shall  I  be,  when  risen  from  the  dead, 
Sin,  death,  and  hell  I  never  more  shall  dread  ? 

4.  What  shall  I  be  ?  when  all  around  are  throng- 

ing, 
The  loved  of  earth,  where  I  have  come  to 
dwell ; 
When  all  is  joy  and  praise — no  anxious  long- 
ing, 
No  bitter  parting,  and  no  sad  farewell. 
What  shall  I  be  ?     Ah,  how  the  streaming 

light 
Can  lend  a  radiance  to  this  dreary  night ! 

5.  Yes  !  Faith  can  never  know  the  full  salvation, 

Which  Jesus  for  His  people  will  prepare ; 
Then  will  I  wait  in  peaceful  expectation, 

Till  the  good  Shepherd  comes  to  take  me 
there. 
My  Lord,  my  God,  a  blissful  end  I  see, 
Tho'  now  I  know  not  what  I  yet  shall  be  ! 

HYMNS  FROM  THE  LAND  OP  LUTHER. 


406  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

282.  Psalm  xcv.  1. 

1.  TOYFULLY,  joyfully,  onward  we  move, 

V      Bound   to  the  land   of    bright    spirits 

above ; 
Jesus,  our  Saviour,  in  mercy  says,  "  Come," 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  your  home. 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  we  move, 
Bound  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above. 

2.  Soon  will  our  pilgrimage  end  here  below, 
Soon  to  the  presence  of  God  we  shall  go ; 
Then  if  to  Jesus  our  hearts  shall  be  given, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  rest  we  in  heaven. 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward,  etc. 

3.  Teachers  and  kindred  have  pass'd  on  before. 
Waiting,   they   watch    us    approaching   the 

shore, 
Singing  to  cheer  us  while  passing  along — 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  your  home. 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward,  etc. 

4.  Sounds  of  sweet  music  there  ravish  the  ear, 
Harps  of  the  blessed,  your  strains  we  shall 

hear, 
Filling  with  harmony  heaven's  high  dome  ; 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  Jesus  we  come. 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward,  etc. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  407 

5.  Death,  with  its  arrow,  may  soon  lay  us  low  ; 
Safe  in  our  Saviour,  we  fear  not  the  blow  : 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb- 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  we  will  go  home. 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward,  etc. 

6.  Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn  ; 
Death  shall  be  conquered,  its  sceptre  be  gone; 
Over  the  plains  of  our  Canaan  we'll  roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  safely  at  home. 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward,  etc. 

WM.   HTTNTEB. 


283.  Psalm  xxxvii.  5. 

1.  COMMIT  thy  way  to  God  ; 

\J     The  weight  which  makes  thee  faint- 
Worlds  are  to  Ilim  no  load  ! 

To  Him  breathe  thy  complaint. 
He  who  for  winds  and  clouds 

Maketh  a  pathway  free, 
Through  wastes  or  hostile  crowds 

Can  make  a  way  for  thee. 

2.  Hope,  then,  tho'  woes  be  doubled, 

Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 
Let  not  thine  heart  be  troubled, 
Nor  let  it  be  afraid. 


408  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

This  prison  where  thou  art, 
Thy  God  will  break  it  soon, 

And  flood  with  light  thy  heart, 
In  His  own  blessed  noon. 


3.  Up,  up,  the  day  is  breaking, 

Say  to  thy  cares,  Good  night ! 
Thy  troubles  from  thee  shaking 

Like  dreams  in  day's  fresh  light. 
Thou  wearest  not  the  crown, 

Nor  the  best  course  can'st  tell ; 
God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  guideth  all  things  well. 

4.  Trust  Him  to  govern,  then  : 

No  king  can  rule  like  Him. 
How  wilt  thou  wonder  when 

Thine  eyes  no  more  see  dim, 
To  see  those  paths  which  vex  thee, 

How  wise  they  were  and  meet ; 
The  works  which  now  perplex  thee 

How  beautiful,  complete  ! 

5.  Faithful  the  love  thou  sharest ; 

All,  all  is  well  with  thee  ; 
The  crown  from  hence  thou  bearest 
With  shouts  of  victory. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  409 

In  thy  right  hand  to-rnorrow 

Thy  God  shall  place  the  palms. 
To  Him  who  chased  thy  sorrow, 

How  glad  will  be  thy  psalms  ! 

PAUL    GERHAIIDT. 


284  Ph'dippians  i.  21. 

1.  pRECIOUS  Saviour,  may  I  live 
X  Only  for  Thee. 
Spend  the  powers  Thou  dost  give, 

Only  for  Thee. 

2.  Be  my  spirit's  deep  desire 

Only  for  Thee. 
May  my  intellect  aspire 

Only  for  Thee. 

3.  In  my  joys  may  I  rejoice 

Only  for  Thee. 

In  my  choices  make  my  choice 

Only  for  Thee. 

4.  Meekly  may  I  suffer  grief 

Only  for  Thee. 
Gratefully  accept  relief 

Only  for  Thee. 
8fi 


410  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.  Be  my  smiles  and  be  my  tears 

Only  for  Thee. 
Be  my  young  and  riper  years 
Only  for  Thee. 

6.  Be  my  singing  and  my  sighing 

Only  for  Thee. 

Be  my  sickness  and  my  dying 

Only  for  Thee. 

7.  Be  my  rising,  be  my  glory 

Only  for  Thee. 
Be  my  whole  eternity 

Only  for  Thee. 


E.    TV, 


285.  Psalm  cxvi.  7. 

1.  /^EASE,  my  soul  thy  strayings  ! 
\j     Have  they  brought  thee  peace 
Come,  no  more  delayings, 

Cease  thy  wanderings,  cease. 

These  vanities  how  vain  I 
Wander  not  again. 

2.  Thou  hast  found  thy  centre, 

There,  my  soul,  abide, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  411 

Never  more  adventure 
Now  to  swerve  aside. 

These  vanities  how  vain  I 
Wander  not  again. 

8.     Thou  hast  reach'd  thy  dwelling, 
Safe,  sure  anchorage, 
From  the  perilous  swelling 
Of  the  tempest's  rage. 

These  vanities  how  vain  I 
Wander  not  again. 

4.  Tranquil  hours  now  greet  thee 

In  thy  calm  abode  ; 
Gracious  looks  now  meet  thee 
From  thy  loving  God. 

These  vanities  how  vain  I 
Wander  not  again. 

5.  Pierce  these  mists  that  blind  thee, 

Press  to  yonder  prize, 
Break  the  bonds  that  bind  thee  : 
Rise,  my  soul  arise  ! 

These  vanities  how  vain  ! 

Wander  not  again. 

H.   BONAR. 


412  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

286.  Isaiah  Mi.  19. 

1.  1  RE  your  souls  the  Saviour  seeking  ! 
XX       Peace,  peace,  be  still ; — 

T'  is  the  Lord  Himself  is  speaking, 

Peace,  peace,  be  still. 
For  before  the  world's  foundation, 
God  secured  a  full  salvation, — 
HajDpy  people,  chosen  nation  ! 

Peace,  peace,  be  still. 

2.  'T  is  the  blood  of  Christ  hath  spoken, 

Peace,  peace,  be  still ; 
The  destroyer  sees  the  token, 

Peace,  peace,  be  still. 
On  God's  word  we  boldly  venture, 
All  our  hopes  in  Jesus  centre  ; — 
Into  rest  our  souls  can  enter, — 

Peace,  peace,  be  still. 

3.  Great  the  calm  the  Saviour  spreadeth, 

Peace,  peace,  be  still ; 
Whatsoe'r  your  spirit  dreadeth, 

Peace,  peace,  be  still. 
Though  with  mighty  foes  engaging, 
War  with  sin  and  Satan  waging, 
Storms  of  trial  fiercely  raging, 

Peace,  peace,  be  still. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  413 

4.  Ye  who  love  the  Lord's  appearing, 

Peace,  peace,  be  still ; 
Day  and  night  through  faith  unfearing, 

Peace,  peace,  be  still. 
Though  approaching  judgments  thunder, 
Filling  all  men's  hearts  with  wonder, 
Though  earth's  ties  are  rent  asunder, 

Peace,  peace,  be  still. 

5.  Jesus  walks  upon  the  ocean, 

Peace,  peace,  be  still ; 
He  shall  hash  its  loud  commotion, 

Peace,  peace,  be  still. 
Soon  shall  end  our  days  of  sighing, 
Pain  and  sorrow,  death  and  crying, 
Till  that  hour  on  God  relying, — 

Peace,  peace,  be  still. 


287.  1  John  iii.  2. 

1.  TT7  E  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blessed, 

T  T       That  country  so  bright  and  so  fair ; 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confessed  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ! 

2.  "We  speak  of  its  pathways  of  gold, 

Its  walls  deck'd  with  jewels  so  rare ; 


414  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Its  wonders  and  pleasures  untold — 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ! 

3.  We  speak  of  its  peace  and  its  love, 

The  robes  which  the  glorified  wear, 
The  songs  of  the  blessed  above — 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ! 

4.  We  sj)eak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  sorrow,  temptation,  and  care, 
From  trials  without  and  within — 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ! 

5.  Do  Thou,  Lord,  midst  pleasure  or  woe, 

For  heaven  our  spirits  prepare  ; 
That  shortly  we  also  may  know 
And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there  ! 

E.    MILLS. 


288.  1  Peter  ii.  7. 

1.     1  FY  Saviour  !  Thou  art  precious,  more  dear 
ill.         than  life  to  me, 
Ah  !  whom  have  I  in  heaven  above,  or  whom 

on  earth  but  Thee  ? 
And  while  Thy  works  reviewing,  I  wonder 

and  adore, 
I  love  Thee  for  Thy  tender  love,  still  more, 

and  more,  and  more. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  41 1 

2.     I  see  Thy  form  of  beauty  reflected  in  the 

deep, 
When    sunny    beams,   like   chains   of    gold, 

across  the  billows  sweep  ; 
And  when  I  cannot  number,  like  waves,  Thy 

mercies  o'er, 
I  love  Thee  for  Thy  tender  love,  still  more 

and  more,  and  more. 


3.    To  earth  Thou  art  returning,  and  this  fair 

world  shall  be 
A  holy  temple,  Lord,  at  last,  whence  praise 

shall  rise  to  Thee  ; 
Then  all  Thy  rule  obeying,  shall  all  Thy  grace 

adore, 
And  love  Thee  for  Thy  tender  love,  still  more, 

and  more,  and  more. 


4.     'T  is  sweet,  tho'  oft  in  sorrow,  to  call  my  Lord 

my  own, 
And  bend  in  heartfelt  silent  praise  before 

Thy  heavenly  throne  ; 
But  soon,  each  cloud  of  sadness,  each  fear, 

each  danger  o'er, 
The  endless  sunshine  of  Thy  love  shall  bless 

me  more  and  more. 


416  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.  To  fairer,  purer  regions,  my  soul  shall  soai 

away, 
And  e'er  behold  Thee  as  Thou  art,  in  all  Thy 

bright  array ; 
Yet  while,  in  wonder  gazing,  Thy  glories  I 

explore, 
Thy  love  shall  claim  my  ceaseless  song,  still 

more,  and  more,  and  more. 

6.  To  faith  Thou  art  revealing  Thyself,  while 

absent,  Lord, 
By  Thine  indwelling  Spirit's  power,  and  by 

Thy  written  word, 
But  soon  the  breaking  morning  her  streams 

of  light  shall  pour, 
And  faith  and  hope  shall  yield  the  palm  to 

love  for  evermore. 

c.  a.  n. 


289.  JEJcclesiastes  xi.  4. 

1.     Q  OW  ye  beside  all  waters, 

0     Where  the  dew  of  heaven  may  fall ; 

Ye  shall  reap  if  ye  be  not  weary, 

For  the  Spirit  breathes  o'er  all. 

Sow,  though  the  thorn  may  wound  thee, 

One  wore  the  thorn  for  thee  : 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  417 

And  though  the  cold  world  scorn  thee, 
Patient  and  hopeful  be. 

2.  Sow  ye  beside  all  waters, 
With  a  blessing  and  a  prayer  ; 
Name  Him  whose  hands  uphold  thee, 
And  sow  ye  everywhere. 

Sow  where  the  sunlight  sheddeth 
Its  warm  and  cheering  ray, 
For  the  rain  of  heaven  descendeth 
When  the  sunbeams  pass  away. 

3.  Sow  when  the  tempest  lowers, 
For  calmer  days  may  break  ; 

And  the  seed  in  darkness  nourished, 

A  goodly  plant  may  make. 

Sow  when  the  morning  breaketh 

In  beauty  o'er  the  land  ; 

And  when  the  evening  falleth 

Withhold  not  thou  thine  hand. 

4.  Sow,  though  the  rock  repel  thee, 
In  its  cold  and  sterile  pride ; 
Some  clift  there  may  be  riven, 
Where  the  little  seed  may  hide. 
Fear  not,  for  some  will  flourish, 
And  though  the  tares  abound, 
Like  the  willows  by  the  waters, 
Will  the  scattered  grain  be  found. 


US  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.     Work  while  the  daylight  lasteth, 
Ere  the  shades  of  night  come  on, 
Ere  the  Lord  of  the  vineyard  cometh, 
And  the  labourer's  work  is  done. 
Watch  not  the  clouds  above  thee, . 
Let  the  wild  winds  round  thee  sweep  ; 
God  may  the  seed-time  give  thee, 
But  another  hand  may  reap. 

G.     Have  faith,  though  ne'er  beholding 
The  seed  burst  from  its  tomb  ; 
Thou  know'st  not  which  may  perish, 
Or  what  be  spared  to  bloom. 
Eoom  on  the  narrowest  ridges 
The  ripen'd  grain  will  find  ; 
That  the  Lord  of  the  harvest  coming, 
In  the  harvest  sheaves  may  find. 


290.       Psalm  cxvii.  1.     Romans  xv.  11. 

1.     pEJOICE  to-day  with  one  accord. 
It     Sing  out  with  exultation  ; 
Rejoice  and  praise  oar  mighty  Lord, 
Whose  arm  hath  brought  sal  ration  ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONG '8.  419 

His  works  of  love  proclaim 
The  greatness  of  His  name  ; 
For  He  is  God  alone 
Who  hath  His  mercy  shewn  ; 
Let  all  His  saints  adore  Him. 

2.  When  in  distress  to  Him  we  cried. 

He  heard  our  sad  complaining  ; 
Oh,  trust  in  Him,  whate'er  betide, 
His  love  is  all-sustaining  ; 
Triumphant  songs  of  praise 
To  Him  our  hearts  shall  raise  ; 
Now  every  voice  shall  say, 
"  0  praise  our  God  alway"; 
Let  all  His  saints  adore  Him. 

3.  Rejoice  to-day  with  one  accord, 

Sing  out  with  exultation  ; 
Rejoice  and  praise  our  mighty  Lord, 
Whose  arm  hath  brought  salvation  ; 
His  works  oflove  proclaim 
The  greatness  of  His  name  ; 
For  He  is  God  alone 
Wiio  hath  His  mercy  shewn  ; 
Let  all  His  saints  adore  Him. 

REV.    H.    W.    BAKER. 


420  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

291  Acts  iv.  12. 

1.  CHRIST  alone— Christ  alone— 

\J     Is-  the  Christian's  watchword  here ; 

Only  Jesus  will  he  own, 

Him  proclaiming  far  and  near. 

2.  Christ  alone — Christ  alone — 
Lisps  the  new-born  child  of  God, 
When  the  Saviour  first  is  known. 
And  he  feels  the  sprinkled  blood. 

3.  Christ  alone — Christ  alone — 
Is  the  faithful  watchman's  cry, 
Midst  the  foes  of  Jesus'  throne, 
Who  His  name  and  truth  deny. 

4.  Christ  alone — Christ  alone — 
Is  the  noble  martyr's  song, 
Till  his  spirit  home  has  flown, 
Gather'd  to  the  white-robed  throng. 

5.  Christ  alone — Christ  alone — 
Shout  the  glorious  hosts  above, 
Standing  round  the  Father's  throne, 
Worshipping  in  perfect  love. 

6.  Christ  alone — Christ  alone  — 
Echo  back,  my  soul,  the  words ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  421 

Thy  redeeming  Saviour  crown — 
King;  of  kinsrs  and  Lord  of  lords. 


292.  Isaiah  xliv.  22. 

1.  T)  ETUKN",  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home  : 
XI     Thy  Father  calls  for  thee  ; 

No  longer  now  an  exile  roam 
In  guilt  and  misery. 

Return  !  return  ! 

2.  Return,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home ; 

'T  is  Jesus  calls  for  thee  ; 
The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say  come — 
Oh  now  for  refuge  flee  ! 

Return  !  return  ! 

3.  Return,  O  wanderer,  to  thy  home ; 

'T  is  madness  to  delay  ; 
There  are  no  pardons  in  the  tomb, 
A.nd  brief  is  mercy's  day. 

Return  !  return  ! 

THOS.    HASTINGS. 


293.  Lulce  xxiv.  49. 

1.     PjOME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  inspiie, 
\J     Let  us  Thine  influence  prove, 
35 


422  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Source  of  tlie  old  prophetic  fire, 
Fountain  of  life  and  love. 

2.  Open  the  hearts  of  all  who  hear, 

To  make  the  Saviour  room  ; 
Now  let  us  find  redemption  near, 
Let  faith  by  hearing  come. 

3.  Thou  art  the  only  Comforter 

In  all  our  soul's  distress  ; 
Thou  showest  us  our  unbelief, 
And  Christ's  redeeming  grace 

4.  Arise,  and  strengthen  us,  O  Lord, 

Thou  know'st  we  all  are  frail : 
Grant  neither  Satan,  world,  nor  flesh 
May  o'er  Christ's  flock  prevail. 

5.  Cause  all  disharmony  and  strife 

In  Christendom  to  cease  ; 
And  give  to  all  the  flocks  of  Christ 
Love,  union,  truth,  and  peace. 


294.  Genesis  xxvii.  34. 

1.      1"  ORD,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 
±J     Thou  art  scattering  full  and  free, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  423 

Showers  the  thirsty  land  refreshing  ; 
Let  some  droppings  fall  on  rne, — 
Even  me. 

2.  Pass  rne  not,  0  God  my  Father, 

Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be ; 
Thou  iniglit'st  leave  me,  but  the  rather 
Let  Thy  mercy  light  on  me, — 
Even  me. 

3.  Pass  me  not,  O  gracious  Saviour ; 

Let  me  live  and  cling  to  Thee ; 
Fain  I'm  longing  for  Thy  favour; 
While  Thou  'rt  calling,  calling  me, — 
Even  me. 

4.  Pass  me  not,  O  mighty  Spirit ; 

Thou  can'st  make  the  blind  to  see ; 
Witnesser  of  Jesus'  merit, 

Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me, — 
Even  me. 

5.  Have  I  long  in  sin  been  sleeping — 

Long  been  slighting,  grieving  Thee  ? 
Has  the  world  my  heart  been  keeping  ? 
Oh  !  forgive,  and  rescue  mc, — 
Even  me. 


424  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

6.  Love  df  God,  so  pure  and  changeless  ! 

Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich  and  free  ! 
Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless  !~ 
Magnify  it  all  in  me, — 
Even  me. 

7.  Pass  me  not — Thy  lost  one  bringing, 

Bind  my  heart,  0  Lord,  to  Thee ; 
Whilst  the  streams  of  life  are  springing, 
Blessing  others,  oh  !  bless  me, — 
Even  me. 

ELIZABETH   CODNER. 


I 


295.  1  Corinthians  i.  18. 

SAW  the  cross  of  Jesus 
When  burden'd  with  my  sin ; 
I  sought  the  cross  of  Jesus 

To  give  me  peace  within : 
I  brought  my  sin  to  Jesus  ; 

He  cleans'd  it  in  His  blood  ; 
And  in  the  cross  of  Jesus 

1  found  my  peace  with  God. 

I  love  the  cross  of  Jesus, 
It  tells  me  what  I  am ; 

A  vile  and  guilty  creature, 
Saved  only  through  the  Lamb 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  42E 

No  righteousness,  no  merit, 

No  beauty  can  I  plead  ; 
Yet  in  the  cross  I  glory, 

My  title  there  I  read. 

I  clasp  the  cross  of  Jesus 

In  ev'ry  trying  hour, 
My  sure  and  certain  refuge, 

My  never  failing  tower. 
In  every  fear  and  conflict, 

I  more  than  conqueror  am  ; 
Living  I  'm  safe,  or  dying, 

Through  Christ  the  risen  Lamb. 

Sweet  is  the  cross  of  Jesus  ! 

There  let  my  weary  heart 
Still  rest  in  perfect  peace 

Till  life  itself  depart. 
And  then  in  strains  of  glory 

I  '11  sing  Thy  wond'rous  power, 
Where  sin  can  never  enter, 

And  death  is  known  no  more. 

F.  WHITFIELD 


296.  Matthew  xxviii.  20. 

1.     ii  T  O  !  I  am  with  thee  !"  bid  thy  fears 
JU     And  anxious  sorrows  cease  : 


426  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

My  hands  shall  dry  thy  bitter  tears, 
My  lips  shall  whisper  peace. 

2.  "  Lo  !  I  am  with  thee,'1  when  the  tomb 

Thy  loved  ones  calls  away, 
My  voice  shall  cheer  the  valley  gloom 
With  thoughts  of  endless  day. 

3.  "Lo!  I  am  with  thee ;"— What  the  loss 

Of  all  thou  can'st  deplore, 
When  placed  beside  the  awful  cross, 
Which  once  for  thee  I  bore  ! 

4.  "  Lo  !  I  am  with  thee,"  when  the  bed 

Of  languishing  is  thine  ; 
Thou  shalt  repose  thine  aching  head 
Upon  my  love  divine. 

5.  "  Lo  !  I  am  with  thee,"  when  the  knell 

Of  closing  hours  shall  ring  ; 
Mine  arm  the  fatal  foe  shall  quell, 
And  crush  his  vanquished  sting. 

6.  "  Lo  !  I  am  with  thee,"  still  the  same 

Through  endless  years  above  ; 
'Mid  brighter  worlds  I  shall  proclaim, 
My  changeless,  deathless  love  ! 

J.    R.    MACDUFF. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  427 

297.  Matthew  vi.  6. 

1.       4  LOXE   with  Thee,   my  God  !  alone  with 
A     Thee ! 
Thus  would'st  Thou  have  it  still — thus  let  it 

be. 
There  is  a  secret  chamber  in  each  mind, 
"Which  none  can  find, 

But  He  who  made  it — none  beside  can  know 
Its  joy  or  woe. 

Oft  may  I  enter  it  oppressed  by  care, 
And  find  Thee  there  ; 
So  full   of  watchful  love,  Thou  know'st  the 

why 
Of  ev'ry  sigh. 

Then  all  Thy  righteous  dealing  shall  I  see, 
Alone  with  Thee,  my  God  !  alone  with  Thee  ! 

2.     The  joys  of  earth  are  like  a  summer  day, 
Fading  away ; 

But  in  the  twilight  we  may  better  trace 
Thy  wondrous  grace. 

The  homes  of  earth  are  emptied  oft  by  death 
With  chilling  breath  ; 

The  loved  departed  guest  may  ope  no  more 
The  well-known  door. 
Still  in  that  chamber  seal'd,  ThouTt  dwell 

with  me, 
And  I  with  Thee,  my  God,  aloue  with  Thee. 


428  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

3.     The  world's  false  voice  would  bid  me  enter 

not 
That  hallow'd  spot ; 
And  earthly  thoughts  would  follow  on  the 

track, 
To  hold  me  back, 

Or  seek  to  break  the  sacred  peace  within, 
"With  this  world's  din. 
But  by  Thy  grace,  I  '11  cast  them  all  aside, 
"Whate  'er  betide, 

And  never  let  that  cell  deserted  be, 
Where  I  may  dwell  alone,  my  God,  with  Thee. 

4.     The  war  may  rage  ; — keep  Thou  the  citadel, 
And  all  is  well. 

And  when  I  learn  the  fulness  of  Thy  love 
With  Thee  above — 

When  ev'ry  heart  oppressed  by  hidden  grief 
Shall  gain  relief; 

When  ev'ry  weary  soul  shall  find  its  rest 
Amidst  the  blest, 

Then  all  my  heart,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Shall  be  a  temple  meet,  my  God,  for  Thee. 


298.  Matthew  xxviii.  6. 

1      rFHOU  hast  stood  here,  Lord  Jesus, 
1      Beside  the  still  cold  grave  ; 


SPIRITUAL  SO&08.  429 

And  proved  Thy  deep  compassion, 

And  mighty  power  to  save. 
Thy  tears  of  tender  pity, 

Thine  agonizing  groan, 

Teach  how  tor  us  Thou  feelest, 
Now  seated  on  Thy  throne. 

2.  Tliou  hast  lain  here,  Lord  Jesus, 

Thyself  the  victim  then  ; 
The  Lord  of  life  and  glory. 

Once  slain  for  wretched  men. 
From  sin  and  condemnation 

When  none  but  Thou  could'st  save 
Thy  love  thin  death  was  stronger, 

And  deeper  than  the  grave. 

3.  Thou  hast  been  here.  Lord  Jesus, 

But  Thou  art  here  no  more ; 
The  terror  and  the  darkness, 

The  night  of  death  are  o'er. 
Great  Captain  of  salvatiou, 

Thy  triumphs  now  we  sing  ; 
O  grave  !  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

0  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  f 

4.  We  wait  for  Thine  appearing, 

We  weep,  but  we  rejoice  ; 


130  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

In  all  our  depths  of  sorrow, 
"We  still  can  hear  Thy  voice  ;— 

"  I  am  the  resurrection  ; 
I  live,  who  once  was  slain  ; 

Fear  not,  thy  friend  and  brother 
Shall  rise  with  Me  and  reign." 


299.  2  Timothy  iv.  7,  8. 

A     DYING    MARTYR'S     HYMN, 


1.  HING  with  me  !  sing  with  me  ! 

O     Weeping  brethren,  sing  with  me  ! 
For  now  an  open  heaven  I  see, 
And  a  crown  of  glory  laid  for  me  ; 
How  my  soul  this  earth  despises  ! 
How  my  heart  and  spirit  rises  ! 
Bounding  from  the  flesh  I  sever  ! 
World  of  sin,  adieu,  for  ever ! 

2.  Sing  with  me  !  sing  with  me  ! 
Friends  in  Jesus,  sing  with  me  ! 
All  my  sufferings,  all  my  woe, 
All  my  griefs  I  here  forego. 
Farewell  terrors,  sighing,  grieving, 
Praying,  hearing,  and  believing, 
Earthly  trust,  and  all  its  wrongings, 
Earthly  love,  and  all  its  longings. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  431 

Sing  with  me  !  sing  with  me  ! 
Blessed  spirits,  sing  with  me  ! 
To  the  Lamb  our  songs  shall  be, 
Through  a  glad  eternity  ! 
Farewell,  earthly  morn  and  even, 
Sun  and  moon,  and  stars  of  heaven ; 
Heavenly  portals,  ope  before  me, 
Welcome  Christ,  in  all  His  glory  ! 


300.  Revelations  xxi.  4. 

1.  T)EY0ND  the  smiling  and  the  weeping, 
-D  I  shall  be  soon  ; 

Beyond  the  waking  and  the  sleeping, 
Beyond  the  sowing  and  the  reaping, 
I  shall  be  soon. 

Love,  rest,  and  home  ' 

Sweet  hope ! 

Lord,  tarry  not.  out  come. 

2.  Beyond  the  blooming  and  the  fading, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  shining  and  the  shading, 
Beyond  the  hoping  and  the  dreading, 

I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,  and  home  !  &c,  &c. 


132  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

3.  Beyond  the  rising  and  the  setting, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Ecyond  the  calming  and  the  fretting. 
Beyond  remembering  and  forgetting, 

I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,  and  home  !  &c.,  &c. 

4.  Beyond  the  gathering  and  the  strowing. 

1  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  ebbing  and  the  flowing, 
Beyond  the  coming  and  the  going, 

I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,  and  home  !  &c,  &c. 

5.  Beyond  the  parting  and  the  meeting, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 
Beyond  the  farewell  and  the  greeting, 
Beyond  the  pulse's  fever-beating, 

I  shall  be  soon. 
Love,  rest,  and  home  !  &c,  &c. 

H.   BONAK. 


SPIRITUAL  80NG&  433 


301-  1  Cor.  xv.  47,  49. 

1.  f\  MEAN  may  seem  this  house  of  clay, 
V  '       Yet  'twas  the  Lord's  abode  ; 

Our  feet  may  mourn  this  thorny  way, 
Yet  here  Emmanuel  trod. 

2.  This  fleshly  robe  the  Lord  did  wear  ; 

This  watch  the  Lord  did  keep  ; 
These  burdens  sore  the  Lord  did  bear  ; 
These  tears  the  Lord  did  weep. 

3.  O  vale  of  tears  no  longer  sad, 

Wherein  the  Lord  did  dwell  I 
0  happy  robe  of  flesh  that  clad 
Our  own  Emmanuel ! 

4.  But  not  this  fleshly  robe  alone 

Shall  link  us,  Lord,  to  Thee  ; 
Xot  only  in  the  tear  and  groan 
Shall  the  dear  kindred  be. 


5.  We  shall  be  reckoned  for  Thine  own, 

Because  Thy  heaven  we  share, 
Because  we  sing  around  Thy  throne, 
And  Thy  bright  raiment  wear. 

6.  O  mighty  grace,  our  life  to  live, 

To  make  our  earth  divine  ! 


434  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

O  mighty  grace,  Thy  heaven  to  give 
And  lift  our  life  to  Thine  ! 

THOMAS  H.   GILL. 


302.  Romans  viii.  10. 

1.  T  ORD,  I  was  blind  !  I  could  not  see 
±J     In  Thy  marred  visage  any  grace  ; 

But  now  the  beauty  of  Thy  face 
In  radiant  vision  dawns  on  me. 

2.  Lord,  I  was  deaf!  I  could  not  hear 

The  thrilling  music  of  Thy  voice  ; 
But  now  I  hear  Thee  and  rejoice, 
And  all  Thy  uttered  words  are  dear. 

3.  Lord,  I  was  dumb  !  I  could  not  speak 

The  grace  and  glory  of  Thy  name  ; 
But  now,  as  touched  with  living  flame, 
My  lips  Thine  eager  praises  wake. 

4.  Lord,  I  was  dead  !  I  could  not  stir 

My  lifeless  soul  to  come  to  Thee  ; 
But  now,  since  Thou  hast  quickened  me, 
I  rise  from  sin's  dark  sepulchre. 


SPIB1TUAL  SONGS.  435 

For  Thou  hast  made  the  blind  to  see, 
The  deaf  to  hear,  the  dumb  to  speak, 
The  dead  to  live,  and  lo,  I  break 

The  chains  of  my  captivity. 

WILLIAM   TIDD   MATSON. 


303-  Acts  xvii.  28,  29. 

1.  TMTHEK,  who  didst  fashion  me 
J?    Image  of  Thyself  to  be, 

Fill  me  with  Thy  love  divine, 
Let  my  every  thought  be  Thine. 

2.  Holy  Jesus,  may  I  be 

Dead  and  buried  here  with  Thee  ; 
And,  by  love  inflamed,  arise 
Unto  Thee  a  sacrifice. 

3.  Thou  who  dost  all  gifts  impart, 
Shine,  sweet  Spirit,  in  my  heart ; 
Best  of  gifts,  Thyself,  bestow  ; 
Make  me  burn  Thy  love  to  know. 

4.  God,  the  blessed  Three  in  One, 
Dwell  within  my  heart  alone  ; 
Thou  dost  give  Thyself  to  me, 
May  I  give  myself  to  Thee. 

LE   MANS'    "  BREVIARY.' 


436  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

304.  Matthew  xiv.  35,  36. 

1.  TIHINE  arm,  O  Lord,  in  days  of  old 
JL      Was  strong  to  heal  and  save  ; 

It  triumphed  o'er  disease  and  death, 

O'er  darkness  and  the  grave  ; 
To  Thee  they  went,  the  blind,  the  dumb, 

The  palsied  and  the  lame, 
The  leper  with  his  tainted  life, 

The  sick  with  fevered  frame. 

2.  And  lo,  Thy  touch  brought  life  and  health, 

Gave  speech,  and  strength,  and  sight ; 
And  youth  renewed  and  frenzy*  calmed 

Owned  Thee,  the  Lord  of  Light : 
And  now,  O  Lord,  be  near  to  bless, 

Almighty  as  of  yore, 
In  crowded  street,  by  restless  couch, 

As  by  Gennesareth's  shore. 

3.  Be  Thou  our  great  Deliverer  still, 

Thou  Lord  of  life  and  death  ; 
Restore  and  quicken,  soothe  and  bless 

With  Thine  almighty  breath. 
To  hands  that  work  and  eyes  that  see 

Give  wisdom's  heavenly  lore, 
That  whole  and  sick,  and  weak  and  strong, 

May  praise  Thee  evermore. 

EDWARD   H.    PLUMPTRE. 


SPIRITUAL  SONQS.  437 

305.  Galatiam  v.  22. 

1.  n  RACIOUS  Spirit,  dwell  with  me  ; 
VT    I  myself  would  gracious  be, 
And  with  words  that  help  and  heal 
Would  Thy  life  iu  mine  reveal, 

And  with  actions  bold  and  meek 
Would  for  Christ  my  Saviour  speak. 

2.  Truthful  Spirit,  dwell  with  me  ; 
I  myself  would  truthful  be, 

And  with  wisdom  kind  and  clear 
Let  Thy  life  in  mine  appear, 
And  with  actions  brotherly 
Speak  my  Lord's  sincerity. 

3.  Tender  Spirit,  dwell  with  me  ; 
I  myself  would  tender  be, 
Shut  my  heart  up  like  a  flower 
At  temptation's  darksome  hour, 
Open  it  when  shines  the  sun, 
And  His  love  by  fragrance  own. 

4.  Silent  Spirit,  dwell  with  me  ; 
I  myself  would  quiet  be, 
Quiet  as  the  growing  blade 

Which  through  earth  its  way  has  made; 
Silently,  like  morning  light, 
Putting  mists  and  chills  to  flight. 


438  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.  Mighty  Spirit,  dwell  with  me  ; 
I  myself  would  mighty  be, 
Mighty  so  as  to  prevail 
Where  unaided  man  must  fail, 
Ever  by  a  mighty  hope 
Pressing  on  and  bearing  up. 

6.  Holy  Spirit,  dwell  with  me  ; 
I  myself  would  holy  be  ; 
Separate  from  sin,  I  would 
Choose  and  cherish  all  things  good, 
And  whatever  I  can  be 

Give  to  Him,  who  gave  me  Thee  ! 

THOMAS   T.   LYNCH. 


306-  ImTc6  xviii.  37. 

1.  T)ASS  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour, 
A        Hear  my  humble  cry  ; 
While  on  others  Thou  art  smiling, 

Do  not  pass  me  by  ! 

2.  Let  me  at  a  throne  of  mercy 

Find  a  sweet  relief, 
Kneeling  there  in  deep  contrition, 
Help  my  unbelief ! 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  439 

3.  Trusting  only  in  Thy  merits, 

Would  I  seek  Thy  face, 
Heal  my  wounded,  broken,  spirit, 
Save  me  by  Thy  grace  ! 

4.  Thou  the  Spring  of  all  my  comfort, 

More  than  life  to  me, 
Whom  on  earth  have  I  besides  Thee, 
Whom  in  heaven  but  Thee  ! 

FANNY  J.  CROSBY  VAN  ALSTYNE. 


307.  1  Peter  iv.  1,  2. 

1.  T  ORD  Jesus,  by  Thy  passion, 
JJ      To  Thee  I  make  my  prayer ; 
Thou  who  in  mercy  smitest, 

Have  mercy,  Lord,  and  spare  : 
O  wash  me  in  the  fountain 

That  floweth  from  Thy  Side  ; 
O  clothe  me  in  the  raiment 

Thy  blood  hath  purified. 

2.  O  hold  Thou  up  my  goings, 

And  lead  from  strength  to  strength, 
That  unto  Thee  in  Zion 
I  may  appear  at  length. 


440  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

O  make  my  spirit  worthy 

To  join  the  ransomed  throng  ; 

0  teach  my  lips  to  utter 
That  everlasting  song. 

3.     ()  give  that  last,  best  blessing 
That  even  saints  can  knfrw, 

To  follow  in  Thy  footsteps 
Wherever  Thou  dost  go. 

Not  wisdom,  might,  or  glory, 
I  ask  to  win  above  ; 

1  ask  for  Thee,  Thee  only, 
O  Thou  Eternal  Love  ! 


308.  1  Chronicles  xxix.  5. 

1.  Y\7""^  are  nvm»>  we  are  dwelling, 

T  T       In  a  grand  and  awful  time, 
In  an  age  on  ages  telling  ; 

To  be  living  is  sublime. 
Hark,  the  waking  up  of  nations, 

Gog  and  Magog  to  the  fray. 
Hark,  what  soundeth  ?  is  creation 

Groaning  for  its  latter  day  ? 

2.  Worlds  are  charging,  heaven  beholding, 

Thou  hast  but  an  hour  to  fight ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  441 

Now  the  blazoned  cross  unfolding, 
On,  right  onward  for  the  right !  - 

On  !  let  all  the  soul  within  you 
For  the  truth's  sake  go  abroad. 

Strike,  let  every  nerve  and  sinew 
Tell  on  ages,  tell  for  Cod. 

ARTHUR    CLEVEIiAND    COXE. 


309.  John  xv.  10. 

1.  1  BIDE  with  me:  fast  foils  the  eventide  ; 
IX.     The  darkness  deepens  ;    Lord,  with  me 

abide ; 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  O  abide  with  me. 

2.  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day  ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away  ; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  s<  e  ; 

O  Thou,  who  changest  npt,  abide  with  me. 

3.  Not  a  brief  glance  I  beg,  a  passing  word  ; 
But,  as  Thou  dwell'st  with  Thy  disciples,  Lord, 
Familiar,  condescending,  patient,  free, 
Come,  not  to  sojourn,  but  abide,  with  me. 


442  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

4.     Come  not  in  terrors,  as  the  King  of  king9, 
But  kind  and  good,  with  healing  in  Thy  wings; 
Tears  for  all  woes,  a  heart  for  every  plea ; 
Come,  Friend  of  sinners,  thus  abide  with  me. 

5.     Thou  on  my  head  in  early 'youth  didst  smile  ; 
And,  though  rebellious  and  perverse  mean- 
while, 
Thou  hast  not  left  me,  oft  as  T  left  Thee. 
On  to  the  close,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me. 

6.  I  need  Thy  presence  every  passing  hour: 
What  but  Thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's 

power  ? 
Who  like  Thyself  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  O  abide  with  me. 

7.  I  fear  no  foe,  with  Thee  at  hand  to  bless  ; 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness  ; 
Where  is  death's  sting  ?   where,   grave,  thy 

victory  ? 
I  triumph  still,  if  Thou  abide  with  me. 

8.  Hold  Thou  Thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes ; 
Shine  thro'  the  gloom  and  point  me  to  the 

skies; 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and   earth's  vain 

shadows  flee ; 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me. 

HENRY   FRANCIS  LYTE. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  443 

310.  2  Corinthians  v.  17. 

1.  T  BLESS  the  Christ  of  God, 
JL     I  rest  on  love  divine  ; 

And  with  unfaltering  lip  and  heart, 
I  call  this  Saviour  mine. 

2.  His  cross  dispels  each  doubt  ; 

I  bury  in  His  tomb 
Each  thought  of  unbelief  and  fear, 
Each  lingering  shade  of  gloom. 

3.  I  praise  the  God  of  grace  ; 

I  trust  His  truth  and  might ; 
He  calls  me  His,  I  call  Him  mine, 
My  God,  my  joy,  my  light. 

4.  In  Him  is  only  good, 

In  me  is  only  ill ; 
My  ill  but  draws  His  goodness  forth, 
And  me  He  loveth  still. 

5.  'Tis  He  who  saveth  me, 

And  freely  pardon  gives  ; 
I  love  because  He  loveth  me, 
I  live  because  He  lives. 

6.  My  life  with  Him  is  hid, 

My  death  has  passed  away, 


444  SPIRITUAL  SOXGS. 

My  clouds  have  melted  into  light, 
My  midnight  into  day. 


n.   BOXAR. 


311-  Psalm  cxxi.  1,  2. 

1.  QILENTLY  the  shades  of  evening 
O     Gather  round  my  lowly  door  ; 
Silently  they  bring  before  me 

Faces  I  shall  see  no  more. 

2.  O  the  lost,  the  unforgotten, 

Though  the  world  be  oft  forgot ; 
O  the  shrouded  and  the  lonely, 
In  our  hearts  they  perish  not. 

3.  Living  in  the  silent  hours 

Where  our  spirits  only  blend ; 
They,  unlinked  with  earthly  trouble, 
We,  still  hoping  for  its  end. 

4.  How  such  holy  memories  cluster, 

Like  the  stars  when  storms  are  past; 
Pointing  up  to  that  far  heaven 
We  may  hope  to  gain  at  last. 

c.  c.  cox. 


SPIRITUAL  SOXGS.  445 

312-  Rer elation  xxii.  3. 

1.  \[0,  ho,  it  is  not  dying 
1.1      To  go  unto  our  G-od, 
This  gloomy  earth  forsaking, 
Our  journey  homeward  taking 

Along  the  starry  road. 

2.  No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 

Heaven's  citizen  to  be  ; 
,        A  crown  immortal  wearing, 
And  rest  unbroken  sharing, 
From  care  and  conflict  free. 

3.  No,  no.,  it  is  not  dying 

To  hear  this  gracious  word. 
"  Receive  a  Father's  blessing, 
Forevermore  possessing 

The  favor  of  thy  Lord." 

4.  No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 

The  Shepherd's  voice  to  know ; 
His  sheep  He  ever  leadeth, 
His  peaceful  flock  He  feedeth, 

Where  living  pastures  grow. 

5.  No,  no,  it  is  not  dying 

To  wear  a  lordly  crown  ; 


446  SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 

Among  God's  people  dwelling, 

The  glprious  triumph  swelling 

Of  Him  whose  sway  we  own. 

6.     Oh,  no,  this  is  not  dying, 

Thou  Saviour  of  mankind: 
There,  streams  of  love  are  flowing, 
~No  hindrance  ever  knowing  ; 
Here,  drops  alone  we  find. 

CESAR    MALAN. 


313.  Colossians  ii.  7. 

1.  TESLJS,  grant  me  this,  I  pray, 
£/      Ever  in  Thy  heart  to  stay  ; 
Let  me  evermore  abide 
Hidden  in  Thy  wounded  side. 

2.  If  the  evil  one  prepare, 

Or  the  world,  a  tempting  snare, 

I  am  safe,  when  I  abide 

In  Thy  heart  and  wounded  side. 

3.  If  the  flesh,  more  dangerous  still, 
Tempt  my  soul  to  deeds  of  ill, 
Naught  I  fear,  when  I  abide 

In  Thy  heart  and  wounded  side. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  447 

Death  ^vill  come  one  day  to  me  ; 
Jesus,  cast  me  not  from  Thee : 
Dyin<r,  let  me  still  abide 
In  Thy  heart  and  wounded  side. 

TEANS.  BY  REV.    SIR   H.  W.    BAKER. 


314.  2  Peter  i\\.  14. 

1.  /^OME  to  the  land  of  peace  ; 
\J     From  shadows  come  away  ; 

Where  all  the  sounds  of  weeping  cease, 
And  storms  no  more  have  sway. 

2.  Fear  hath  no  dwelling  here  ; 

But  pure  repose  and  love 
Breathe  through  the  bright,  celestial  air 
The  spirit  of  the  dove. 

3.  Come  to  the  bright  and  blest. 

Gathered  from  every  land  ; 
For  here  thy  soul  shall  find  its  rest 
Amid  the  shining  band. 

4.  In  this  divine  abode 

Change  leaves  no  saddening  trace  ; 
Come,  trusting  spirit,  to  thy  God, 
The  holy  resting-place. 


448  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.     "  Come  to  our  peaceful  home," 
The  saints  and  angels  say, 
"  Forsake  the  world,  no  longer  roam  ; 
O  wanderer,  come  away  !  " 


315  Oalatians  ii.  20. 

1.  M  Q  EE  how  He  loved  !"  exclaimed  the  Jews: 

O     As  tender  tears  from  Jesus  fell : 

My  grateful  heart  the  thought  pursues, 

And  on  the  theme  delights  to  dwell. 

2.  See  how  He  loved,  who  travelled  on, 

Teaching  the  doctriue  from  the  skies; 
Who  bade  disease  and  pain  be  gone, 
And  called  the  sleeping  dead  to  rise. 

3.  See  how  He  loved,  who,  firm  yet  mild, 

Patient  endured  the  scoffing  tongue  : 
Though  oft  provoked,  He  ne'er  reviled, 
Or  did  His  greatest  foe  a  wrong. 

4.  See  how  He  loved,  who  never  shrank 

Prom  toil  or  danger,  pain  or  death  ; 
Who  all  the  cup  of  sorrow  drank, 
And  meekly  yielded  up  His  breath. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  449 

5.     Such  love  can  we  unmoved  survey  ? 
O  may  our  breasts  with  ardor  glow 
To  tread  His  steps,  His  laws  obey. 
And  thus  our  warm  affections  show. 

MRS.    SARAH   BACHE. 


316.  Uohn  v.  14,15. 

1.  TESTIS,  my  Lord,  my  God, 
U      Thy  promise  I  embrace  ; 
And  hail,  beneath  the  Father's  rod, 

Thy  all-sufficient  grace. 

2.  My  oft-repeated  prayer 

The  kindest  answer  gains, 
When,  by  Thy  gracious  aid,  I  bear 
Life's  keen  and  varied  pains. 

3.  Should  dread  of  want  distress, 

And  men  or  fiends  assail, 

Infirmities  my  frame  oppress, 

And  earthly  comforts  fail, 

4.  Still  may  I  trust  in  Thee, 

And  calm  each,  rising  fear ; 
For  none  of  these  can  injure  me 
While  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  near. 


450  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.     My  faith  as  gold  refine  ; 

Each  grace  and  virtue  prove  ; 
That  in  my  spotless  life  may  shine 
The  lignt  of  perfect  love. 


317.  Psalm  xxxi.  15. 

1.  H  OYERETGN  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
U    Ever  gracious,  ever  wise. 

All  my  times  are  in  Thy  hand, 
All  events  at  Thy  command. 

2.  Times  of  sickness,  times  of  health, 
Times  of  jDenury  and  wealth  ; 
Times  of  trial  and  of  grief, 
Times  of  triumph  and  relief; 

3.  Times  the  Tempter's  power  to  prove, 
Times  to  taste  a  Saviour's  love  ; 

All  must  come,  and  last,  and  end, 
As  shall  please  my  heavenly  Friend. 

4.  Plagues  and  deaths  around  me  fly  ; 
Till  He  bids,  I  cannot  die  : 

Not  a  single  shaft  can  hit 
Till  the  God  of  love  sees  fit. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  451 

5.  O  Thou  Gracious,  Wise,  and  Just, 
In  Thy  hands  my  life  I  trust : 
Have  I  something  dearer  still  ? 

I  resign  it  to  Thy  will. 

6.  Thee  at  all  times  will  I  bless  ; 
Having  Thee  I  all  possess  ; 
How  cau  I  bereaved  be, 

Since  I  cannot  part  with  Thee  ? 

JOHN    RYLAND. 


318-  Hebrews  xiii.  8. 

1.  T\EATl  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
\J  On  Thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  Thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 

My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2.  To  Thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  Thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  1  feel. 


But,  oh,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  Thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 

And  all  my  hopes  decline. 


452  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

4.  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  Thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5.  Thy  mercy-scat  is  open  btill ; 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat. 
With  humble  hope  attend  Thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  Thy  feet. 

ANNE    STEELE. 


319.  Psalm  xxv.  5,  6. 

1.  rjE  leadeth  me  :  O  blessed  thought, 

XI    O  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught, 

Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be, 

Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

Chorus. 

He  leadeth  me,  He  leadeth  me, 
By  His  own  hand  He  leadeth  me. 
His  faithful  follower  I  would  b  , 
For  by  His  hand  lie  leadeth  me. 

2.  Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea, 

Still  'tis  His  hand  that  leadeth  me.—Cho. 


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3.  Lord,  I  would  clasp  Thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine  : 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see,    . 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me. —  Cho. 

4.  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When,  by  Thy  grace,  the  victory's  won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. —  Cho. 

J.    H.    GILMORE. 


320.  John  xvi.  13. 

1.  T\EAR  Lord  and  Master  mine, 
JU     Thy  happy  servant  see  : 

My  Conqueror,  with  what  joy  divine 
Thy  captive  clings  to  Thee. 

2.  I  love  Thy  yoke  to  wear, 

To  feel  Thy  gracious  band, 
Sweetly  restrained  by  Thy  care, 
And  happy  in  Thy  hand. 

3.  No  bar  would  I  remove ; 

No  bond  would  I  unbind ; 
Within  the  limits  of  Thy  love 
Full  liberty  I  find. 


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4.  I  would  not  walk  alone, 

But  still  with  Thee,  my  God ; 
At  every  step  my  blindness  own, 
And  ask  of  Thee  the  road. 

5.  The  weakness  I  enjoy 

That  casts  me  on  Thy  breast ; 
The  conflicts  that  Thy  strength  employ, 
Make  me  divinely  blest. 

6.  Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine, 

Still  keep  Thy  servant  true  ; 
My  Guardian  and  my  Guide  divine, 
Bring,  bring  Thy  pilgrim  through. 

7.  My  Conqueror  and  my  King, 

Still  keep  me  in  Thy  train  ; 
And  with  Thee  Thy  glad  captive  bring, 
When  Thou  return'st  to'reign. 

THOMAS   H.    GILL. 


321.  Revelation  xx.  6. 

I. 

1.     "IfY  spirit  longs  for  Thee 

JJL     Within  my  troubled  breast, 
Unworthy  though  I  be 
Of  so  Divine  a  Guest. 


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Of  so  Divine  a  Guest 

Unworthy  though  I  be, 
Yet  has  my  heart  no  rest  • 

Unless  it  corne  from  Thee. 

2.     Unless  it  come  from  Thee, 

In  vain  I  look  around  ; 
In  all  that  I  can  see 

No  rest  is  to  be  found. 
No  rest  is  to  be  found 

But  in  Thy  blessed  love: 

0  let  my  wish  be  crowned, 
And  send  it  from  above. 

322.  II. 

1.  /^HEER  up,  desponding  soul, 
\J     Thy  longing  pleased  I  see  : 
'Tis  part  of  that  great  whole 

Wherewith  I  longed  for  thee ; 
Wherewith  I  longed  for  thee, 

And  left  my  Father's  throne, 
From  death  to  set  thee  free. 

And  claim  thee  for  My  own. 

2.  To  claim  thee  for  My  own, 

1  suffered  on  the  cress  : 

O  were  My  love  but  known, 
All  else  would  be  as  dross ; 


456  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

All  else  would  be  as  dross, 

And  souls,  through  grace  divine, 

Would  count  their  gain  but  loss, 
To  live  forever  Mine. 

JOHN   BYKOM. 


323-  Colossians  ii.  6,  7. 

1.  f\  JESUS,  when  I  think  of  Thee, 
\J     Thy  manger,  cross,  and  throne. 
My  spirit  trusts  exultingly 

In  Thee,  and  Thee  alone. 

2.  I  see  Thee  in  Thy  weakness  first : 

Then,  glorious  from  shame, 
I  see  Thee  death's  strong  fetters  burst, 
And  reach  heaven's  mightiest  name. 

3.  In  each,  a  brother's  love  I  trace 

By  power  divine  exprest, 
One  in  Thy  Father  God's  embrace, 
As  on  Thy  mother's  breast. 

4.  For  me  Thou  didst  become  a  man, 

For  me  didst  weep  and  die ; 
For  me  achieve  Thy  wondrous  plan, 
For  me  ascend  on  high. 


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O  let  me  share  Thy  holy  birth, 

Thy  faith,  Thy  death  to  sin  ! 
And,  strong  amidst  the  toils  of  earth, 

My  heavenly  life  begin. 

Then  shall  I  know  what  means  the  strain 

Triumphant  of  Saint  Paul  : 
"  To  live  is  Christ,  to  die  is  gain  "; 

"  Christ  is  my  all  in  all." 

GEORGE    W.    -BETHUNE. 


324.  Cohssians  i.  27. 

1.  TN  us  the  hope  of  glory, 

_L     O  risen  Lord,  art  Thou ; 
The  first-fruits  of  the  Spirit 

Are  in  us  now. 
Yet  still  in  dust  and  ashes 

Before  Thy  throne  we  kneel; 
And  in  our  hearts  is  hidden 
Thy  living  seal. 

2.  The  whole  creation  groaneth 

In  prison  chains  for  Thee  : 
O  rend  the  veil  asunder, 
And  set  us  free. 


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Raise  up  Thy  holy  sleepers, 

And  change  Thy  saints  on  earth, 
In  all,  as  one,  revealing 
The  second  birth. 

3.     O  come  in  all  Thy  glory, 
Our  great  Iinmanuei ; 
Come  forth,  our  Prince  and  Saviour, 

With  us  to  dwell. 
Bring  Thine  eternal  Sabbath, 

Bring  Thine  eternal  day, 
And  cause  all  grief  and  sighing 
To  flee  away. 


325-  John  x.  19. 

1.  AT  the  door  of  mercy  sighing 
XJL     With  the  burden  of  my  sin, 
Day  and  night  my  soul  is  crying, 

"  Open,  Lord,  and  let  me  in." 

2.  Waiting  'mid  the  darkness  dreary, 

Stretching  out  my  hands  to  Thee, 
In  the  refuge  for  the  weary 
Is  there  not  a  place  for  me  \ 

3.  Hark,  what  sounds  my  ear  receiveth, 

Sweet  as  songs  of  seraphim  ! 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4:>9 

He  that  in  the  Lord  believeth 
Life  eternal  hath  in  Him. 

4.     At  the  outer  door  why  staying  ? 

Nothing,  soul,  hast  thou  to  pay  : 
Christ  in  love  to  thee  is  saying, 
"  Weary  child,  come  in  to-day." 

THOMAS    MAC  KELLAR. 


326-  Ezekiel  xi.  16. 

1.  TT  ERE  I  can  firmly  rest, 
XJL     I  dare  to  boast  of  this, 

That  God,  the  Highest  and  the  Best, 

My  Friend  and  Father  is. 
From  dangerous  snares  He  saves : 

Where'er  He  bids  me  go 
He  checks  the  storms  and  calms  the'  waves, 

That  naught  can  work  me  woe. 

2.  He  whispers  in  my  breast 

Sweet  words  of  holy  cheer, 
How  he  who  seeks  in  God  his  rest 

Shall  ever  find  Him  near  ; 
How  God  hath  built  above 

A  city  fair  and  new, 
Where  eye  and  heart  shall  see  and  prove 

What  faith  has  couuted  true. 


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3.     My  heart  for  gladness  springs, 
It  cannot  more  be  sad, 
For  very  joy  it  laughs  and  sings, 
Sees  naught  bur  sunshine  glad. 
The  sun  that  glads  mine  eyes 

Is  Christ  the  Lord  I  love: 
I  sing  for  joy  of  that  which  lies 
Stored  up  for  us  above. 

trans,  by  miss  winkworth. 


327.  John  iii.  14,  15. 

1.  "I^EAR  not,  poor,  weary  one  ; 
J?  But  struggle  bravely  yet ; 
Toil  on  until  thy  task  is  done, 

Until  thy  sun  is  set. 

2.  Though  many  are  thy  cares, 

And  many  are  thy  fears, 
The  loving  Christ  thy  burden  shares, 
And  wipes  away  thy  tears. 

3.  No  distant  Christ  is  He, 

And  one  that  doth  not  know  ; 

But  watches  close  and  constantly 

The  path  which  thou  dost  go. 


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4.     Tis  when  thy  heart  is  tried, 
'Tie  in  thine  hour  of  grief. 
He  standeth  ever  at  thy  side, 
And  ever  brings  relief. 

THOMAS    C.    UPHAM. 


328.  Psalm  xviii.  2. 

1.  T  ORD,  Thou  art  my  Rock  of  strength, 
JLi     And  my  home  is  in  Thine  arms  ; 
Thou  wilt  s»ncl  me  help  at  length, 

And  I  feel  no  will  alarms. 
Sin  nor  death  can  pierce  the  shield 

Thy  defence  has  o'er  me  thrown  ; 
Up  to  Thee  myself  I  yield, 

And  my  sorrows  are  Thine  own. 

2.  When  my  trials  tarry  long, 

Unto  Thee  I  look  and  wait, 
Knowing  none,  though  keen  and  strong, 

Can  my  trust  in  Thee  abate. 
And  this  faith  I  long  have  nursed. 

Comes  alone,  0  God,  from  Thee  ; 
Thou  my  heart  didst  open  first, 

Thou  didst  set  this  hope  in  me. 

3.  Let  Thy  mercy's  wings  be  spread 

O'er  me,  keep  me  close  to  Thee ; 


462  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

In  the  peace  Thy  love  doth  shed, 

Let  me  dwell  eternally. 
Be  my  all ;  in  all  I  do, 

Let  me  only  seek  Thy  will. 
Where  the  heart  to  Thee  is  true, 

All  is  peaceful,  calm  and  still. 

TRANS.    BY   MISS  WINKWORTH. 


329.  2  Corinthians  v.  21. 

1.  TESUS,  Thou  Joy  of  loving  hearts, 

J      Thou  Fount  of  life,  Thou  Light  of  men, 
From  the  best  bliss  that  earth  imparts, 
We  turn  unfilled  to  Thee  again. 

2.  Thy  truth  unchanged  hath  ever  stood  ; 

Thou  savest  those  that  on  Thee  call ; 
To  them  that  seek  Thee,  Thou  art  good, 
To  them  that  find  Thee,  All  in  all. 

3.  We  taste  Thee,  O  thou  living  Bread, 

And  long  to  feast  upon  Thee  still ; 
We  drink  of  Thee,  the  Fountain-Head, 
And  thirst,  our  souls  from  Thee  to  fill. 

4.  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  Thee, 

Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast ; 


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Glad,  when  Thy  gracious  smile  we  see, 
Blest,  when  our  faith  can  hold  Thee  fast. 

5.     0  Jesus,  ever  with  us  stay  ; 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  and  bright; 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away ; 
Shed  o'er  the  world  Thy  holy  light. 

TRANS.    BY   REV.    RAY   PALMER. 


330.  Psalm  xi. 

1.  "1/fY  trust  is  in  the  Lord  ; 
111     What  foe  can  injure  me  ? 
Why  bid  me  like  a  bird 

Before  the  fowler  flee  ? 
The  Lord  is  on  His  heavenly  throne, 
Omnipotent  to  save  His  own. 

2.  The  wicked  may  assail, 

The  tempter  sorely  try, 
All  earth's  foundations  fail, 

All  nature's  springs  be  dry ; 
Yet  God  is  in  His  holy  shrine, 
And  I  am  strong  while  He  is  mine. 

3.  His  flock  to  Him  is  dear, 

He  watches  them  from  high  ; 


464  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

He  sends  them  trials  here 
To  fit  them  for  the  sky  ; 
But  safely  will  He  tend  and  keep 
The  humblest,  feeblest,  of  His  sheep. 

4.     His  foes  a  season  here 

May  triumph  and  prevail ; 
But,  ah,  the  hour  is  near 

When  all  their  hopes  must  fail ; 
While  like  the  sun  His  saints  shall  rise, 

And  shipe  with  Him  above  the  skies. 

HEXEY    FRANCIS   LYTE. 


331.  Hebrews  W.1Q. 

1.  A  WHILE  in  spirit,  Lord,  to  Thee 
±x.  Into  the  desert  would  we  flee ; 
Awhile  upon  the  barren  steep 

Thy  Fast  with  Thee  in  spirit  keep  ; 

2.  Awhile  from  Thy  temptation  learn 
The  daily  snares  of  sin  to  spurn, 
And  in  our  hearts  to  feel  and  own 
Man  liveth  not  by  bread  alone. 

3.  And  wThile  at  Thy  command  we  pray, 
Give  us  our  bread  from  day  to  day, 


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May  we  with  Thee,  0  Christ,  be  fed, 
Thou  Word  of  God,  Thou  Living  Bread. 

Incarnate  Lord,  we  come  to  Thee, 
Thou  knowest  our  infirmity; 
Be  Thou  our  Helper  in  the  strife, 
Be  Thou  our  true,  our  inward  Life. 

JOSEPH   FItAKCIS   THRUPP. 


332.  Galatians  ii.  16. 

1.  TTAIL,  my  ever  blessed  Jesus  ! 
JLJL  Only  Thee  I  wish  to  sing  ; 
To  my  soul  Thy  name  is  precious, 

Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 
Oh,  what  mercy  flows  from  Heaven, 

Oh,  what  joy  and  happiness  ! 
Love  I  much,  I've  much  forgiven  ; 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

2.  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 

Unconcerned  in  sin  I  lay, 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 

Till  my  Saviour  passed  that  way. 
Witness,  all  ye  host  of  heaven, 

M*y  Redeemer's  tenderness. 
Love  I  much,  I've  much  forgiven  ; 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 


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3.     Shout,  ye  bright,  angelic  choir, 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthroned  above, 
While,  astonished,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love. 
That  blest  moment  I  received  Him 

Filled  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace. 
Love  I  much,  I've  much  forgiven  ; 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

JOHN   WINGEOVE. 


333.  Psalm  lix.  17. 

1.  a  A  S  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be  ! " 

XX   This  should  be  enough  for  thee ; 
He  who  knows  thy  frame  will  spare 
Burdens  more  than  thou  canst  bear. 

2.  When  thy  days  are  veiled  in  night, 
Christ  shall  give  thee  heavenly  light; 
Seem  they  wearisome  and  long, 

Yet  in  Him  thou  shalt  be  strong. 

3.  Cold  and  wintry  though  they  prove, 
Thine  the  sunshine  of  His  love; 

Or  with  fervid  heat  opprest, 
In  His  shadow  thou  shalt  rest. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  467 

When  thy  days  on  earth  are  past, 
Christ  shall  call  thee  home  at  last, 
His  redeeming  love  to  praise,  . 
Who  hath  strengthened  all  thy  days. 

FRANCES   RIDLEY  HAVERGAL. 


334-  Hefo-ews  xii.  22,  23,  24. 

1.  f\  MOTHER  dear,  Jerusalem, 
\J     When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 
O  happy  harbor  of  God's  saints, 

O  sweet  and  pleasant  soil ; 
In  thee  no  sorrow  can  be  found, 

Nor  grief,  nor  care,  nor  toil. 

2.  No  dimming  cloud  o'ershadows  thee, 

Nor  gloom,  nor  darksome  night ; 
But  every  soul  shines  as  the  sun, 

For  God  Himself  gives  light. 
Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stone, 

Thy  bulwarks  diamond-square, 
Thy  gates  are  all  of  orient  pearl : 

O  God,  if  I  were  there  ! 

3.  Right  thro'  thy  streets  with  pleasing  sound 

The  flood  of  life  doth  flow, 


468  .SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

And  on  the  banks,  on  either  side, 

The  trees  of  life  do  grow. 
Those  trees  each  month  yield  ripened  fruit; 

For  evermore  they  spring, 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 

To  thee  their  honors  bring. 

4.    There  the  blest  souls  that  hardly  'scaped 

The  snare  of  death  and  hell, 
Triumph  in  joy  eternally, 

Whereof  no  tongue  can  tell. 
O  mother  dear,  Jerusalem, 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

DAVID    DICKSON. 


335-  Job  xxiii.  10. 

1.  fFHE  twilight  falls,  the  night  is  near, 
JL     1  fold  my  work  away, 

And  kneel  to  One  who  bends  to  hear 
The  story  of  the  day. 

2.  The  old,  old  story  ;  yet  I  kneel 

To  tell  it  at  Thy  call, 
And  cares  grow  lighter  as  I  feel 
That  Jesus  knows  them  all. 


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3.  Thou  knowest  all :  I  lean  my  bead  ; 

My  weary  eyelids  close  ; 
Content  and  glad  awhile  to  tread 
This  path,  since  Jesus  knows. 

4.  And  He  has  loved  me  :  All  my  heart 

With  answering  love  is  stirred, 
And  every  anguished  pain  and  smart 
Finds  healing  in  the  word. 

5.  So  here  I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 

As  nightly  shadows  fall, 
And  lean  confiding  on  His  breast 
Who  knows  and  pitie3  all. 


336.  Ephesians  v.  2. 

1.  Q AVIOUR,  I  look  to  Thee, 
U    Be  not  Thou  far  from  me, 

'Mid  storms  that  lower  : 
On  me  Thy  care  bestow. 
Thy  loving-kindness  show, 
Thine  arms  around  me  throw, 

This  trying  hour. 

2.  Saviour,  I  look  to  Thee, 
Feeble  as  infancy, 

Gird  up  my  heart : 


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Author  of  life  and  light, 
Thou  hast  au  arm  of  might, 
Thine  is  the  sovereign  right, 
Thy  strength  impart. 

3.  Saviour,  I  look  to  Thee, 
Let  me  Thy  fulness  see, 

Save  me  from  fear : 
While  at  Thy  cross  I  kneel, 
All  my  backsli  dings  heal, 
And  a  free  pardon  seal, 

My  soul  to  cheer. 

4.  Saviour,  I  look  to  Thee, 
Thine  shall  the  glory  be, 

Hearer  of  prayer : 
Thou  art  my  only  aid, 
On  Thee  my  soul  is  stayed, 
Naught  can  my  heart  invade, 

While  Thou  art  near. 

TIIOJIAS   HASTINGS. 


337.  Psalm  cix.  20. 

1.     Q  WEET  is  Thy  mercy,  Lord  ; 
O     Before  Thy  mercy-seat 
My  soul,  adoring,  pleads  Thy  word, 
And  owns  Thy  mercy  sweet. 


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2.  My  need,  and  Thy  desires, 

Are  all  in  Christ  complete  ; 
Thou  hast  the  justice  truth  requires, 
And  I  Thy  mercy  sweet. 

3.  Where'er  Thy  name  is  blest, 

"Where'er  Thy  people  meet, 

There  I  delight  in  Thee  to  rest, 

And  find  Thy  mercy  sweet. 

4.  Light  Thou  my  weary  way, 

Place  Thou  my  weary  feet, 
That  while  I  stray  on  earth  I  may 
Still  find  Thy  mercy  sweet. 

5.  Thus  shall  the  heavenly  host 

Hear  all  my  songs  repeat 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
My  joy,  Thy  mercy  sweet. 

JOKX   S.   B.   MONSELL. 


338.  Psalm  cxix.  10. 

1.     mAKE  my  heart,  O  Father,  take  it ; 
X     Make  and  keep  it  all  Thine  own  ; 
Let  Thy  Spirit  melt  and  break  it, 
This  proud  heart  of  sin  and  stone. 


472  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Father,  make  it  pure  and  lowly, 
Fond  of  peace,  and  far  from  strife; 

Turning  from  the  paths  unholy 
Of  this  vain  and  sinful  life. 

2.    Ever  let  Thy  grace  surround  it  ; 

Strengthen  it  with  powef  divine, 
Till  Thy  cords  of  love  have  bound  it : 

Make  it  to  be  wholly  Thine. 
May  the  blood  of  Jesus  heal  it. 

And  its  sins  be  all  forgiven  ; 
Holy  Spirit,  take  and  seal  it, 

Guide  it  in  the  path  to  heaven. 


339-  Revelation  ii.  10. 

1.  f\  WHAT,  if  we  are  Christ's, 
\J  Is  earthly  shame  or  loss  ? 
Bright  shall  the  crown  of  glory  be, 

When  we  have  borne  the  cross. 

2.  Keen  was  the  trial  once, 

Bitter  the  cup  of  woe, 
When  martyred  saints,  baptized  in  blood, 
Christ's  sufferings  shared  below. 


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3.  Bright  is  their  glory  now, 

boundless  their  joy  above, 
Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  in  perfect  love. 

4.  Lord,  may  that  grace  be  ours. 

Like  them  in  faith  to  bear 
All  that  of  sorrow,  grief,  or  pain 
May  be  our  portion  here. 

5.  Enough,  if  Thou  at  last 

The  word  of  blessing  give, 
And  let  us  rest  beneath  Thy  feet, 
Where  saints  and  angels  live. 

REV.    SIR    H.   W.    BAKER. 


340.  Hebrews  vi.  19. 

1.  VTOW  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein 
-Ll  Sure  my  soul's  anchor  may  remain  : 
The  wounds  of  Jesus,  for  my  sin 

Before  the  world's  foundation  slain  ; 
Whose  mercy  shall  unshaken  stay 
When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled  away. 

2.  O  Love,  Thou  bottomless  abyss  J 

My  sins  are  swallowed  up  in  Thee  : 


474  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Covered  is  my  unrighteousness, 

Nor  spot  of  guilt  remains  in  me: 
"While  Jesus'  blood  through  earth  and  skies, 
Mercy,  free,  boundless  mercy,  cries  ! 

3.  With  faith  I  plunge  me  in  this  sea  ; 

Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee, 

I  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast. 
Away,  sad  doubt  and  anxious  fear  ! 
Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

4.  Though  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head  ; 

Though  strength,  and  health,  and  friends 
be  gone, 
Though  joys  be  withered  all  and  dead ; 

Though,  every  comfort  be  withdrawn  ; 
On  this  my  steadfast  soul  relies  : 
Father,  Thy  mercy  never  dies. 

TRANSLATED   BY   JOHN   WESLEY. 


341.  Psalm  cix.  129,130. 

1.     f\  WORD  of  God  Incarnate, 
\J     O  Wisdom  from  on  high, 
O  Truth  unchanged,  unchanging, 
0  Light  of  our  dark  sky  ; 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  475 

We  praise  Thee  for  the  radiance 
That  from  the  hallowed  page, 

A  lantern  to  our  footsteps, 
Shines  on  from  age  to  age. 

2.  The  Church  from  Thee,  her  Master, 

Received  the  gift  divine  ; 
And  still  that  light  she  lifteth 

O'er  all  the  earth  to  shine. 
It  is  the  golden  casket 

Where  gems  of  truth  are  stored; 
It  is  the  heaven-drawn  picture 

Of  Thee,  the  living  Word. 

3.  It  floateth  like  a  banner 

Before  God's  host  unfurled  ; 
It  shineth  like  a  beacon 

Above  the  darkling  world  ; 
It  is  the  chart  and  compass, 

That  o'er  life's  surging  sea, 
'Mid  mists,  and  rocks,  and  quicksands, 

Still  guide,  O  Christ,  to  Thee. 

4.  O  make  Thy  Church,  dear  Saviour, 

A  lamp  of  burnished  gold, 
To  bear  before  the  nations 

Thy  true  light,  as  of  old. 
O  teach  Thy  wandering  pilgrims 

By  this  their  path  to  trace, 


476  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Till,  clouds  and  darkness  ended, 
They  see  Thee  face  to  face. 

w.  w.  how. 


342-  Isaiah  Iviii.  13,  14. 

1.  TTTELCOME,  sweet  day,  of  days  the  best, 

T  T     The  time  of  holy  mirth  and  rest: 

To  God's  own  house  repair. 
To  hear  His  word  and  see  His  face, 
To  learn  His  will  and  sing  His  grace, 

To  join  in  praise  and  prayer. 

2.  This  is  employment  all  divine  ; 
My  soul,  the  blest  assembly  join, 

And  from  the  world  retire  ; 
Go,  bow  before  thy  Maker's  throne, 
Thy  risen  Saviour's  glories  own, 

And  fan  devotion's  tire. 

3.  Forget  the  trifles  here  below, 

The  shining  heap,  the  gaudy  show, 

Vain  mirth  and  worldly  cares  : 
On  wings  of  strong  devotion  rise, 
Pass  every  cloud,  pass  all  the  skies, 
And  soar  above  the  stars. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  477 

4.     To  God  direct  thy  steady  flight, 

Great  Fund  of  bliss,  and  Source  of  light, 

And  there  delight  thine  eyes  ; 
View  every  shining  wonder  o'er, 
With  glad  transported  heart  adore, 

And  feast  in  paradise. 

SIMON   BROWNE. 


343.  Luke  ii.  20. 

1.  rFHERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
J.  To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distrest, 

A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 
'Tis  found  above  in  heaven. 

2.  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven  ; 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3.  There,  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye, 

To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 


478  SPIRITUAL  S0KG8. 

4.     There,  fragrant  flowers,  immortal,  boom, 
And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There,  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom  : 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

w.   B.   TAPPAN. 


344.  Psalm  xxi.  19. 

1.  ]\TY  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art, 
JUL     Thy  majesty  how  bright, 
How  beautiful  Thy  mercy-seat 

In  depths  of  burning  light. 

2.  How  dread  are  Thine  eternal  years, 

O  Everlasting  Lord  ; 
By  prostrate  spirits  day  and  night 
Incessantly  adored. 

3.  How  beautiful,  how  beautiful, 

The  sight  of  Thee  must  be, 
Thine  endless  wisdom,  boundless  power, 
And  awful  purity. 

4.  0  how  I  fear  Thee,  Living  God, 

"With  deepest,  tenderest  fears. 
And  worship  Thee  with  trembling  hope, 
And  penitential  tears. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  479 

Yet  I  may  love  The 2  too,  0  Lord, 

Almighty  as  Thou  art ; 
For  Thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 

The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

No  earthly  lather  loves  like  Thee, 

No  mother  half  so  mild 
Bears  and  forbears,  as  Thou  hast  done 

With  me,  Thy  sinful  child. 

Father  of  Jesus,  love's  reward, 

What  rapture  will  it  be, 
Prostrate  before  Thy  throne  to  lie, 

And  gaze,  and  gaze  on  Thee. 

F.  W.    FABER. 


345-  2  TJiessalonians  ii.  16,  17. 

1.     T  ORD,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  Thee 
Jj     For  the  bliss  Thy  love  bestows. 
For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me,  . 

And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows. 
Help,  O  God,  my  weak  endeavor, 

This  dull  soul  to  rapture  rai^e  ; 
Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 

Can  my  love  be  warmed  to  praise. 


480  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.     Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee 

Wretched  wander  r,  far  astray  ; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 

From  the  paths  of  death  away. 
Praise,  with  love's  devoutcst  feeling, 

Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear, 
And,  the  light  of  hope  revealing, 

Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  appear. 

3      Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 
Vainly  would  my  lips  express  ; 
Low  before  Thy  footstool  kneeling. 

Deign  Thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless. 
Let  Thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure, 

Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise  ; 
And  since  words  can  never  measure, 
Let  my  life  show  forth  Thy  praise. 

f.  s.  KEY. 


346.  Isuke  xxii.  32. 

1.  C\  THOU,  whose  filmed  and  failing  eye, 
\J      Ere  yet  it  closed  in  death, 
Beheld  Thy  mother's  agony, 

The  shameful  cross  beneath  : 

2.  Remember  them   like  her,  through  whom 

The  sword  of  grief  is  driven, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  481 

And  oh,  to  cheer  their  cheerless  gloom, 
Be  Thy  dear  mercy  given. 

Let  Thine  own  word  of  tenderness 

Drop  on  them  from  above  ; 
Its  music  shall  the  lone  heart  bless, 

Its  touch  shall  heal  with  love. 

O  Son  of  Mary,  Son  of  God, 

The  way  of  mortal  ill, 
By  Thy  blest  feet  in  triumph  trod, 


But  not  with  strength  like  Thine,  we  go 

This  dark  and  dreadful  way  ; 
As  Thou  wert  strengthened  in  Thy  woe, 

So  strengthen  us,  we  pray. 

A.    R.    THOMPSON. 


347.  John  xv.  10. 

1.     T  WOULD  love  Thee,  6od  and  Father, 
JL     My  Redeemer  and  my  King  : 
I  would  love  Thee  ;  for,  without  Thee, 

Life  is  but  a  bitter  thing. 
I  would  love  Thee;  look  upon  me, 

Ever  guide  me  with  Thine  eye  : 
I  would  love  Thee  ;  if  not  nourished 

By  Thy  love,  my  soul  would  die. 


482  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

2.     I  would  love  Thee  ;  may  Thy  brightness 

Dazzle  my  rejoicing  eyes  ; 
I  would  love  Thee  ;  may  Thy  goodness 

Watch  from  heaven  o'er  all  I  prize. 
I  would  love  Thee,  I  have  vowed  it ; 

On  Thy  love  my  heart  is  set ; 
While  I  love  Thee,  I  will  never 

My  Redeemer's  blood  forget. 

MADAME    GUYON. 


348-  Nehemiah  xiii.  31. 

1.  f\  THOU  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
U      I  lift  my  heart  to  Thee ; 

In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

2.  When  groaning  on  my  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
Thy  pardon  speak,  new  peace  impart, 
In  love  remember  me. 

3.  Temptations  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee  ; 
O  give  me  strength,  Lord,  as  my  day  ; 
For  good  remember  me. 

4.  Distrest  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 

This  feeble  body  see  ; 


SPIRITUAL  S0NG8.  483 

Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief; 
Hear  and  remember  me. 

5.  If  on  my  face  for  Thy  dear  name, 

Shame  and  reproaches  be, 
All  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame, 
If  Thou  remember  me. 

6.  The  hour  is  near  ;  consigned  to  death, 

I  own  the  just  decree: 
Saviour,  with  my  last  parting  breath, 
I'll  cry,  Remember  me. 

THOMAS   HAWETS. 


349.  Phil.  iv.  6,  7. 

1.  If  Y  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet, 

ill     From  blusla  of  morn  to  evening  star, 
As  that  which  calls  me  to  Thy  feet, 
The  hour  of  prayer  ? 

2.  Blest  is  that  tranquil  hour  of  morn, 

And  blest  that  solemn  hour  of  eve. 
When,  on  the  wings  of  prayer  upborne, 
The  world  I  leave. 

3.  Then  is  my  strength  by  Thee  renewed  ; 

Then  are  my  sins  by  Thee  forgiven  ; 


484  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

Then  dost  Thou  cheer  my  solitude 
With  hopes  of  heaven 

4.  No  words  can  tell  what  sweet  relief 

Here  for  my  every  want  I  find  ; 
What  strength  for  warfare,  balm  for  grief, 
Wbat  peace  of  mind. 

5.  Hushed  is  each  doubt,  gone  every  fear ; 

My  spirit  seems  in  heaven  to  stay  ; 
And  e'en  the  penitential  tear 
Is  wiped  away. 

6.  Lord,  till  I  reach  that  blissful  shore, 

No  privilege  so  dear  shall  be 
As  thus  my  inmost  soul  to  pour 
In  prayer  to  Thee. 

CHARLOTTE   ELLIOTT. 


350-  Revelation  xv.  3. 

1.     Q  A1NTS  in  glory,  we  together 

U    Know  the  song  that  ceases  never  ; 
Song  of  songs  Thou  art,  O  Saviour, 
All  that  endless  day. 


SPIBITUAL  SONGS.  4 

2.  Theme  of  Adam,  when  forgiven, 
Theme  of  Abraham,  David,  Stephen  ; 
Souls,  ye  chant  it  entering  heaven, 

Now,  henceforth,  alway. 

3.  O  the  God-man  !  O  Immanuel  ! 
Cloud  by  day  !  Jehovah-Angel  ! 
Fire  by  night !     He  led  His  Israel, 

So  He  leads  us  home. 

4.  Come,  ye  angels,  round  us  gather, 
While  to  Jesus  we  draw  nearer  ; 
In  His  throne  He'll  seat  forever 

Those  for  whom  He  died. 

5.  Underneath  His  throne  a  river, 
Clear  as  crystal,  flows  forever, 
Like  His  fulness,  failing  never  : 

Hail,  enthroned  Lamb  ! 

6.  0  the  unsearchable  Redeemer  ! 
Shoreless  Ocean,  sounded  never  ! 
Yesterday,  to-day,  forever, 

Jesus  Christ,  the  same. 

S.    E.   MAHMIED. 


486  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


351.  Matthew  xiv.  27. 

1.  mOSSED  with  rough  winds,  and  faint  with 
J.         fear, 

Above  the  tempest,  soft  and  clear. 
What  still  small  accents  greet  mine  ear  ? 
'Tis  I,  'tis  I ;  be  not  afraid. 

2.  'Tis  I  who  washed  thy  spirit  white  ; 
'Tis  I  who  gave  thy  blind  eyes  sight ; 
'Tis  I  thy  Lord,  thy  Life,  thy  Light : 

'Tis  I,  'tis  I ;  be  not  afraid. 

3.  These  raging  winds,  this  surging  sea, 
Have  spent  their  deadly  force  on  Me  ; 
They  bear  no  breath  of  wrath  to  thee  : 

'Tis  I,  'tis  I ;  be  not  afraid. 

4.  This  bitter  cup,  I  drank  it  first ; 
To  thee  it  is  no  draught  accurst ; 

The  hand  that  gives  it  thee  is  pierced  : 
'Tis  I,  'tis  I ;  be  not  afraid. 

5.  Mine  eyes  are  watching  by  thy  bed, 
Mine  arms  are  underneath  thy  head, 
My  blessing  is  around  thee  shed : 

'Tis  I,  'tis  I ;  be  not  afraid. 


SPIRITUAL  80NGS.  487 

6.     When  on  the  other  side  thy  feet 

Shall  rest,  'mid  thousand  welcomes  sweet, 
One  well-known  voice  thy  heart  shall  greet: 
'Tis  I,  'tis  I ;  be  not  afraid.* 

ELIZABETH   CHARLES. 


352.  Psalm  xci. 

1.  npHERE  is  a  safe  and  secret  place 
JL      Beneath  the  wings  divine. 
Reserved  for  all  the  heirs  of  grace  : 

O  be  that  refuge  mine  ! 

2.  The  least  and  feeblest  there  may  bide 

Uninjured  and  unawed ; 
While  thousands  fall  on  every  side, 
He  rests  secure  in  God. 

3.  The  angels  watch  him  on  his  way, 

And  aid  with  friendly  arm  ; 

And  Satan,  roaring  for  his  prey, 

May  hate,  but  cannot  harm. 

4.  He  feeds  in  pastures  large  and  fair 

Of  love  and  truth  divine  ; 
Oh,  child  of  God,  oh,  glory's  heir, 
How  rich  a  lot  is  thine  ! 


488  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

5.     A  hand  almighty  to  defend, 
An  ear  for  every  call, 
An  honored  life,  a  peaceful  end, 
And  heaven  to  crown  it  all ! 

HENRY    FRANCIS    LYTE. 


353-  Psalm  xl.  5. 

1.  TESUS,  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  all, 

e/      Hear  me,  blest  Saviour,  when  I  call  ; 
Hear  me,  and  from  Thy  dwelling-place 
Pour  down  the  riches  of  Thy  grace  ; 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore, 
O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more. 

2.  Jesus,  too  late  I  Thee  have  sought, 
How  can  I  love  Thee  as  I  ought ; 
And  how  extol  Thy  matchless  fame. 
The  glorious  beauty  of  Thy  Name  ? 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore, 

O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more. 

3.  Jesus,  what  didst  Thou  find  in  me, 
That  Thou  hast  dealt  so  lovingly  ? 

How  great  the  joy  that  Thou  hast  brought, 
So  far  exceeding  hope  or  thought ! 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore, 
O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  4 

4.     Jesus,  of  Thee  shall  be  my  song, 
To  Thee  my  heart  and  soul  belong  ; 
All  that  I  have  or  am  is  Thine, 
And  Thou,  blest  Saviour,  Thou  art  mine  : 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore, 
O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more. 

HENRY    COLLINS. 


354.  Romans  xiv.  8. 

1.  TESUS,  I  live  to  Thee, 

v      The  loveliest  and  best ; 
My  life  in  Thee,  Thy  life  in  me, 
In  Thy  blest  love  I  rest. 

2.  Jesus,  I  die  to  Thee, 

Whenever  death  shall  come  ; 
To  die  in  Thee  is  life  to  me, 
In  my  eternal  home. 

3.  Whether  to  live  or  die, 

I  know  not  which  is  best ; 
To  live  in  Thee  is  bliss  to  me, 
To  die  is  endless  rest. 

4.  Living  or  dying,  Lord, 

I  ask  but  to  be  Thine  ; 
My  life  in  Thee,  Thy  life  in  me, 
Makes  heaven  forever  mine. 

HENRY  HARBAUGH. 


490  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

355-  Revelation  vii.  17. 

1.  TESUS,  blessed  Mediator, 

t)      Thou  the  airy  path  hast  trod  ; 
Thou  the  Judge,  the  Consummator, 

Shepherd  of  the  fold  of  God. 
Can  I  trust  a  fellow-being  ? 

Can  I  trust  an  angel's  care  ? 
O  Thou  merciful  All-seeing. 

Beam  around  my  spirit  there. 

2.  Blessed  fold,  no  foe  can  enter. 

And  no  friend  departeth  thence  ; 
Jesus  is  their  sun,  their  centre, 

And  their  shield  Omnipotence. 
Blessed,  for  the  Lamb  shall  feed  them, 

All  their  tears  shall  wipe  away, 
To  the  living  fountains  lead  them, 

Till  fruition's  perfect  day. 

3.  Lo,  it  comes,  that  day  of  wonder ; 

Louder  chorals  shake  the  skies, 
Hades'  gates  are  burst  asunder  ; 

See,  the  new-clothed  myriads  rise  : 
Thought,  repress  thy  weak  endeavor  ; 

Here  must  reason  prostrate  fail ; 
O  the  ineffable  Forever. 

And  the  eternal  All  in  all. 

JOSIATI    COLDER. 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  491 


356-  Psalm  xl.  3. 

1.  TESUS,  this  heart  within  'me  burns, 
t)      To  tell  Thee  all  its  conscious  love  ; 
And  from  earth's  low  delights  it  turns, 

To  taste  a  joy  like  that  above. 

2.  When  Thou  to  meet  me  dost  descend, 

In  love  divine,  Thou  Blessed  One, 

The  moments  that  with  Thee  I  spend, 

Seem  e'en  as  heaven  itself  begun. 

3.  Though  oft  these  lips  my  love  have  told, 

They  still  the  story  would  repeat  ; 
To  me  the  rapture  ne'er  grows  old 
That  thrills  me  bending  at  Thy  feet. 

4.  I  breathe  my  words  into  Thine  ear  ; 

I  seem  to  fix  mine  eyes  on  Thine  ; 

And  sure  that  Thou  dost  wait  to  hear, 

I  dare  in  faith  to  call  Thee  mine. 

5.  Reign  Thou  sole  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

My  all  I  yield  to  Thy  control ; 
O  let  me  never  from  Thee- part, 
Thou  Best  Beloved  of  my  soul. 

KAY   PALMER. 


492  SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

357-  Isaiah  xlii.  16. 

1.  /^UR  yet  unfinished  story 
\J  Is  tending  all  to  this  : 
To  God  the  greatest  glory, 

To  us  the  greatest  bliss. 
Our  plans  may  be  disjointed, 

But  we  may  calmly  rest : 
What  God  has  once  appointed 

Is  better  than  our  best. 

2.  We  cannot  see  before  us, 

But  our  all-seeing  Friend 
Is  always  watching  o'er  us, 

And  knows  the  very  end  ; 
And  when  amid  our  blindness 

His  disappointments  fall, 
We  trust  His  loving-kindness 

Whose  wisdom  sends  them  all. 

3.  They  are  the  purple  fringes 

That  hide  His  glorious  feet : 
They  are  the  fire-wrought  hinges 

Where  truth  and  mercy  meet ; 
By  them  the  golden  portal 

Of  Providence  shall  ope, 
And  lift  to  praise  immortal 

The  songs  of  faith  and  hope. 

FRANCES    RIDLEY    HAVERGAL, 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS.  493 

358-  Psalm  lxxxiv. 

1.  pLEASANT  are  Thy  courts  above, 
1     In  the  land  of  light  and  love  ;. 
Pleasant  are  Thy  courts  below, 

In  this  land  of  sin  and  woe. 
Ob,  my  spirit  longs  and  faints 
For  the  converse  of  Thy  saints, 
For  the  brightness  of  Thy  face. 
King  of  glory,  God  of  grace. 

2.  Happy  birds,  that  sing  and  fly 
Round  Thy  altars,  O  Most  High  ; 
Happier  souls  that  find  a  rest 

In  a  Heavenly  Father's  breast: 

Like  the  wandering  dove,  that  found 

No  repose  on  earth  around, 

They  can  to  their  ark  repair, 

And  enjoy  it  ever  there. 

3.  Happy  souls,  their  praises  flow 
Even  in  this  vale  of  woe  ; 
Waters  in  the  desert  rise, 
Manna  feeds  them  from  the  skies  : 
On  they  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Till  they  reach  Thy  throne  at  length  ; 
At  Thy  feet  adoring  fall, 

Who  hast  led  them  safe  through  all. 


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4.     Lord;  be  mine  this  prize  to  win  ; 
Guide  me  through  a  world  of  sin  ; 
Keep  me  by  Thy  saving  grace  ; 
Give  me  at  Thy  side  a  place. 
Sun  and  Shield  alike  Thou  art ; 
Guide  and  guard  my  erring  heart  ; 
Grace  and  glory  flow  from  Thee, 
Shower,  oh,  shower  them,  Lord,  on  me. 

HENRY   FRANCIS  LYTE. 


359-  John  xiv.  2. 

1.  T^7E  are  on  our  journey  home, 

T  T       Where  Christ  our  Lord  is  gone  ; 
We  shall  meet  around  His  throne, 
When  He  makes  His  people  one 
fl:  In  the  new  :||  Jerusalem. 

2.  We  can  see  that  distant  home. 

Though  clouds  rise  dark  between  ; 
Faith  views  the  radiant  dome, 
And  a  lustre  flashes  keen 
fl:  From  the  new  :||  Jerusalem. 

3.  O  glory  shining  far 

From  the  never-setting  Sun, 
O  trembling  morning-star, 
Our  journey's  almost  done 
|;  To  the  new  :|  Jerusalem. 


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4.  O  holy,  heavenly  Home, 

0  rest  eternal  there  : 
When  shall  the  exiles  conae, 

Where  they  cease  from  earthly  care 
|:  In  the  new  :||  Jerusalem. 

5.  Our  hearts  are  breaking  now 

Those  mansions  fair  to  see  ; 
O  Lord,  Thy  heavens  bow, 
And  raise  us  up  with  Thee 
||:  To  the  new  :||  Jerusalem. 

CHAKLES  BEECHEK. 


360-  Psalm  iii.  5. 

1.  TN  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 

JL    I  safely  passed  the  silent  night ; 
Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade, 
I  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2.  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour ; 

Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 

And  springs,  my  guardian  God,  too  Thee. 

3.  O  guide  me  through  the  various  maze 

My  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread  ; 


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And  spread  Thy  shield's  protecting  blaze 
When  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4.  A  deeper  shade  will  soon  impend, 

A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress  ; 
Yet  then  Thy  strength  shall  still  defend. 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5.  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away, 

That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine  eyes  ; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day, 
Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 

JOHN   HAWKESWORTH. 


361.  John  xxi.  17. 

1.  MORE  love  to  Thee,  O  Christ, 
ill     More  love  to  Thee  ! 
Hear  Thou  the  prayer  I  make, 

On  bended  knee ; 
This  is  my  earnest  plea, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 
More  love  to  Thee  1 

2.  Once  earthly  joy  I  craved, 

Sought  peace  and  rest ; 
Now  Thee  alone  I  seek. 
Give  what  is  best : 


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This  all  my  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  0  Christ,  to  Thee, 
More  love  to  Thee  ! 

3.  Let  sorrow  clo  its  work, 

Send  grief  and  pain  ; 
Sweet  are  Thy  messengers, 

Sweet  their  refrain, 
When  they  can  sing  with  me, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 

4.  Then  shall  my  latest  breath 

"Whisper  Thy  praise ; 
This  be  the  parting  cry 

My  heart  shall  raise, 
This  still  its  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 

ELIZABETH  PAYSON   PRENTISS. 


362.  Exodus  xv.  13. 

1.     nnHY  loving-kindness,  Lord,  I  sing, 
X     Of  grace  and  life  the  sacred  spring  ; 
The  spring  o'erflowing,  rich,  and  free, 
In  precious  blood,  once  shed  for  me. 


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2.  I  to  Thy  mercy-seat  repair, 

And  find  Thy  loving-kindness  there  ; 
And  when  to  Thy  sweet  word  I  go, 
Thy  loving-kindness  there  I  know. 

3.  Lord,  from  the  moment  of  my  birth, 
I've  nothing  known  but  love  on  earth  ; 
By  day,  by  night,  where'er  I  be, 

Thy  loving-kindness  follows  me. 

4.  From  daily  sin  and  daily  woe 

Thy  loving-kindness  saves  me  now  ; 
And  I  will  praise,  for  sins  forgiven, 
Thy  loving-kindness  all,  in  heaven. 

GEORGE  B.  CKEEVER. 


363-  Psalm  civ.  33,  34. 

1.  TMIREST  Lord  Jesus, 
J?    Ruler  of  all  nature, 

O  Thou  of  God  and  man  the  Son  I 

Thee  will  I  cherish, 

Thee  will  I  honor, 
Thou,  my  souFs  glory,  joy,  and  crown. 

2.  Fair  are  the  meadows, 
Fairer  still  the  woodlands, 

Robed  in  the  blooming  garb  of  spring 


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Jesus  is  fairer, 
Jesus  is  purer, 
Who  makes  the  woful  heart  to  sing. 

Fair  is  the  sunshine, 

Fairer  still  the  moonlight, 
And  the  twinkling  starry  host : 

Jesus  shines  brighter, 

Jesus  shines  purer 
Than  all  the  angels  heaven  can  boast. 


364.  Psalm  lxxiii.  25. 

1.  "DLESSED  Saviour,  Thee  1  love, 
Jj    All  my  other  joys  above  ; 
All  my  hopes  in  Thee  abide, 
Thou  my  Hope,  and  naught  beside  ; 
Ever  let  my  glory  be, 

Only,  only,  only  Thee. 

2.  Once  again  beside  the  cross, 
All  my  gain  I  count  but  loss  ; 
Earthly  pleasures  fade  away ; 
Clouds  they  are  that  hide  my  day  : 
Hence,  vain  shadows,  let  me  see 
Jesus,  crucified  for  me. 


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3.  From  beneath  that  thorny  crown 
Trickle  drops  of  cleansing  down  ; 
Pardon  from  Thy  pierced  hand 
Kow  I  take,  while  here  I  stand; 
Only  then  I  live  to  Thee, 
When  Thy  wounded  side  I  see. 

4.  Blessed  Saviour,  Thine  am  I, 
Thine  to  live,  and  Thine  to  die  ; 
Height  or  depth,  or  earthly  power, 
Ne'er  shall  hide  my  Saviour  more  : 
Ever  shall  my  glory  be, 

Only,  only,  only  Thee. 

GEORGE   DUFFIELD. 


365-  Reh-ews  iv.  8,  9. 

1.       A  ND  is  there,  Lord,  a  rest, 
ix.    For  weary  souls  designed, 
Where  not  a  care  shall  stir  the  breast, 
Or  sorrow  entrance  find  ? 


Is  there  a  blissful  home, 

Where  kindred  minds  shall  meet, 
And  live,  and  love,  nor  ever  roam 

From  that  serene  retreat  ? 


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3.  Are  there  bright,  happy  fields, 

"Where  naught  that  blooms  shall  die  ; 
"Where  each  new  scene  fresh  pleasure  yields, 
And  healthful  breezes  sigh  ? 

4.  Are  there  celestial  streams, 

Where  living  waters  glide, 
With  murmurs  sweet  as  angel-dreams, 
And  flowery  banks  beside  ? 

5.  Forever  blessed  they, 

Whose  joyful  feet  shall  stand, 
While  endless  ages  waste  away, 
Amid  that  glorious  land ! 

6.  My  soul  would  thither  tend, 

While  toilsome  years  are  given  : 
Then  let  me,  gracious  God,  ascend 
To  sweet  repose  in  heaven. 

KAY   PALMER. 


366.  Psalm  cviii.  8,  9. 

1.     QAVIOUR,  happy  would  I  be, 
0    If  I  could  but  trust  in  Thee  ; 
Trust  Thy  wisdom  me  to  guide  ; 
Trust  Thy  goodness  to  provide  ; 
Trust  Thy  saving  love  and  power  ; 
Trust  Thee  every  day  and  hour  : 


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2.  Trust  Thee  as  the  only  light 
In  the  darkest  hour  of  night ; 
Trust  in  sickness,  trust  in  health  ; 
Trust  in  poverty  and  wealth  ; 
Trust  in  joy,  and  trust  in  grief; 
Trust  Thy  premise  for  relief : 

3.  Trust  Thy  blood  to  cleanse  my  soul ; 
Trust  Thy  grace  to  make  me  whole  ; 
Trust  Thee  living,  dying,  too  ; 
Trust  Thee  all  my  journey  through  ; 
Trust  Thee  till  my  feet  shall  be 
Planted  on  the  crystal  sea. 

EDWIN  H.   KEVIN. 


367.  Psalm  xxiv.  7-10. 

1.    T1HE  eternal  gates  lift  up  their  heads, 
JL     The  doors  are  opened  wide ; 
The  King  of  glory  is  gone  up 
Unto  His  Father's  side. 


Thou  art  gone  in  before  us,  Lord, 
Thou  hast  prepared  a  place, 

That  we  may  be  where  now  Thou  art, 
And  look  upon  Thy  face. 


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3.  And  ever  on  Thine  earthly  path 

A  gleam  of  glory  lies  ; 
A  light  still  breaks  behind  the  cloud 
That  veils  Thee  from  our  eyes. 

4.  Lift  up  our  thoughts,  lift  up  our  songs, 

And  let  Thy  grace  be  given, 
That  while  we  linger  yet  below, 
Our  hearts  may  be  in  heaven  ; 

5.  That  where  Thou  art  at  God's  right  hand, 

Our  hope,  our  love  may  be : 
Dwell  in  us  now,  that  we  may  dwell 
Forevermore  in  Thee. 

MRS.   CECIL  P.   ALEXAITDER. 


